Haunted Wood Devour the day

The young ghoul felt weirdly at ease without anyone close to him. His father he had never known, and now his mother had left him too. All he was left with was the pack he was born into and the siblings that barely knew of his existence. Perhaps it was time to seek allies a little higher up in their hierarchy. He had observed and listened in silence for a long time now, eventually figuring out who was the top dog around here. Thus, when he saw Serem departing for a task, he recognized the opportunity and followed suit.

What are you doing? He croaked, voice a little hoarse from how little he used it.