Cari-boo boo

He'd gone to explore the spires, ensure the safety of his pack members, when news broke out of strangely behaving prey. This unsettled Kuroo enough that he too ventured north to go see what it was all about. Kuroo couldn't stop wondering if all of this was connected. What would Hattori think? He cursed himself for not having a bird companion to utilize for communication.

Slowly, he trek farther north until the grey metal of a large abandoned ship was seen not far off. Lingering near it, a herd of caribou were doing odd things. His brow furrows, concern drawing over his features as he watches them a moment before noticing the pair of wolves also doing the same. Perhaps they'd want some help. Keeping his body language relaxed, though understandably tense in such weird times, he approached with his tail wagging. "I could help poke at it," Kuroo offers with a smile, his own tone cheerful, but hesitant.