A looooong neck

There was a mixture of impulses that brought Citadel to the very strange creature walking slowly through the Plateau. He felt in that moment that he had a lot to prove, and he needed the distraction that a puzzling hunt would bring him. He watched as it reached up (and up, and up) with its long neck and snagged some grassy leaves from the tallest portion of a tree. Strange indeed.

He backed up a little and set out a chuffed call, looking for others that might be interested in the odd hunt. He did glance in the vague direction of the Armada. Hoping no one… from his old pack would hear the call.

"Speech"