Ankyra Sound Everyone who sees you falls in love

As Alduin makes himself out to be bigger, he’s surprised by the slate coated male’s actions. He expected a fight at his display of dominance, rather he gets a name and enough submission to placate the hellhounds lust for blood. It doesn’t make him relax completely because one can never trust a stranger, but his head lowers some and his chest deflates.

Alduin’s spotted ears flick back momentarily as he just stares at him, repeating his name in his head a few times in an attempt to remember if he knows this man. Since it seems he has a hard time remembering anyone else he’s met when he got back. Nothing comes up in his minds eye, but it’s happened before.

So he hums low in his chest, a sound of acknowledgment to the others name. Followed by him testing it on his own tongue.

“Tenebris,” He says back absentmindedly. “Do I know you?” Comes his drab, emotionless voice once more.

He would attempt to circle him if the other allowed it. Moving to the males left at a fair distance and sauntering around his back, before appearing on the right. His head is lowered once more, bloody eyes rake up and down his form in a scrutinizing manner. 

Would he be a tasty sacrifice? Would the fight be rewarding? Or would the Shadow prefer a living victim— or maybe a recruit?

The hellhound would stop at his place near the man’s right shoulder and lean forward to sniff him experimentally. If allowed of course, his nose would almost touch him in his attempt to get a good scent. All the while Alduin watches his face, looking for any signs that he may attack.