Broken Boulder in all the possibilities

It was hard to miss the call and even harder to miss all the scents that crowded his nose. Jaws parted and tongue hung lazily out of his mouth as he made his way to the scene. Ulf had never been apart of big events like this but the call had made it clear enough that he should attend.

A sense of anxiety briefly gripped him seeing so many feral creatures. Ulf tried to brush the feeling off (with little success) as he decided to linger in the back of the gathering away from most of them. His pale gaze settled on only Alarian.