Over and over again

Sibelle would want to go with him, and Aeron would accept it immediately, his bi colored eyes resting on her a moment before he lead her forward. The brute was surprisingly aware in this darkness, of their closeness, of the slight smell of Sibelle's blood and of the creaking ship that they were currently stuck in. It seemed that the wind outside was beginning to pick up speed as night creeped closer. In a moment of protectiveness as she pressed closer to him he would nudge toward her as well, his tail sweeping beside her back leg behind them. It was going to be alright, he would do his very best to make sure of that.


The hole was large enough for the two of them to fit through one by one, and the boxes, as old as they were, were well put together and protected from the ice and snow rather well. They were stirdy enough for he and the russet princess beside him to use as makeshift stairs, and with a warm warning to the lime eyed female to watch her step, he would hop down first one paw after the other until he was on the ground again. A floor lower, this had to be the bottom, right? Down here he could faintly hear the waves, maybe even hear them crash slightly against the front of the wooden structure. "Ve're close to zee bottom, i zink." He said quietly, and after taking another moment to listen, he would pause, something catching his eye. They were bones but... they were covered in some odd sort of soft material. 'Something died down here...' He would inch closer, curious about what sort of strange creature this was - they were large, and reminisce of the monkeys that howled on the islands but...


They were definitely much larger. "Vat are zey?" The lupine would question aloud, before looking back at Sibelle. She needed to leave, but she had come here to explore, hadn't she? Maybe they could take a good look at this thing before they found a way out. His eyes would catch on something that the thing was wearing where its neck would be, it glinted and shone and Aeron faintly recognized it as jewelry. But would Sibelle want to wear something like this? It seemed to match her eyes... But it would be a gift, something that Aeron had never really given before - and with the understanding of a pup, he knew that it would serve as a reminder of who had given it to her, as well as be something that made her all the more unique. All he had to do was figure out a way to get it off of the bones of the dead giant. "Strange creature - it must have owned zis zing." And died down here, its flesh picked off by the rats.


ooc: are they the type to keep the skull? cx