Bonesplinter Ravine Lost in translation

His brain twitches when Nyra’s scream to stop sounds out to him. Ears drifting back suddenly, his brows crease with irritation. Already in a permanently bad mood because of his most recent captive, he is not having it. He’d rather listen to the irrational part of his basic canine Braintree hat tells him to kill. It’s always so much easier.

He shakes off his rich pelt and that sneer in still on his face as he stills next to Zsuzsa. Auds flicks towards Nyra, then deadpanning to the stranger male and his ‘tired’ friend. “You border our lands. Explain yourself and plead for your life, or you will die.” He ends, a bit more dramatic than he usually is.