Sleeping Dragon vikings attack paris

His pace began to slow down, from a trot to more of a walk, yet he still continued to survey the area. There was not a lot of reason to hurry, and he would waste energy over something as simple as pacing. It had been fairly exhausting since he arrived in these wilds, and the new pack was very strange, having 2 female leaders, not that there was anything wrong with it. It was just.. uncommon, at least where he came from. The more he thought of it, the more the pack seemed like a Matriarchy. It wasn't for him to contemplate such thoughts, he guessed he was simply not intelligent enough to understand the politics of these lands.

"Gluh-add" he repeated silently, it was a rather unusual word, and he had not used it for quite a while. He shook his head, he couldn't get it right. "Goliath gla-hd too" he tried, and this time, was satisfied enough with his pronunciation. "Patrol tedious.. but nice" he finished, fairly proud for a moment, before returning to his usual stoic expression