Blackfeather Woods ancient dreams in a modern land

Santiago had heard the howl too and just like Eldritch, he comes running. He’s still badly wounded and in need of medical treatment every so often to make sure his wounds are clean. It hinders his physical ability to fight but only to a certain point. Though wounds or not, he’s been itching for something to sink his teeth in once more. Hence why he comes to the calling. 

Though when he gets there his eyes first go to the ebony woman. Slinking up nest to her with a baring of teeth he doesn’t waste time to ask questions. He would be there as a silent threat to any who try to put a paw on him or the women next to him. 

Yet as he stands there, teeth showing, he stays quiet. Not one growl or peep coming from his wrinkled muzzle. Ghostly eyes flick back and forth between the two and all he knows is that they’re strangers. Where he is dying to sink his teeth into something, he isn’t always stupid, so he waits and watches for Eldritch to give him a command to kill if need be.