Singing different songs

Scorpion would make his way around the border, he had a habit of getting away from othello and the children. This was an easy excuse. His paws would lazily carry his tall form on, as he heard the call of a voice that was somewhat familiar. Though he hadn't hear dit in years he could still recognize Iorwerth.
A smirk wuld play upon his features as he raced to meet him, still surprised to see such a familiar face. A snort would leave him as he came to a halt before the shorter male. "Haven't seen you in an age, Iorwerth. What're you doing here?" Tail was held in the normal dominant position over his head as features were held high above Ior's head. He'd look down his nose at him at the slightest of an angles as he expected an answer.

"Speech"