bruises & bitemarks

Ever since the strange worm monster, Dracun had been eager to explore the great big ship again. However this time, he wasn't so interested in what was inside as what was outside are around. Winter would be coming soon, making it bitterly cold this far north. Hell, it was cold now, but at least he had his thicker scruff to keep him warm.

Unfortunately for him, there wasn't much going on. Nothing interesting to look at or hunt, nothing but snow and a giant thing he was told was a ship, whatever that meant. With a sigh, Dracun turned to make his way back but was stopped as a scent traveled through the air. Intrigued, he took a few steps in the direction it came from. It wasn't anyone he recognized, though, but he was more interested than on high alert. They didn't seem far though, so instead of howling he just headed in the direction the scent came from and decided to seek the stranger out.

Speech ─ Think