Bearclaw Valley Voice in my head

Skoll didn't have the habit of greeting the newbies. Though he was resting near the stream before that strange thing appeared. Skoll couldn't quite call him a wolf, he looked anything but. Bathed in colors and spots, a weird looking face. A dazed expression. The dude also had the smallest tail the man had ever seen. What a strange being. 

he wasn't going to criticize Merrick for who he allowed within the borders however. He wondered if Merrick would bring his death if he did, maybe deplatform him to the bottom of the barrel. No one was simply kicked out of Ursus. Your life was just stolen away. 

So he chose to approach. 

Eyes just about glowing as he took in the strangers appearance again. He looked like a fighter. Maybe Skoll would ask if he could teach him a few things in the future if that was the case. 

"You're one of the new ones?" he finally spoke, a question.