Nimbus Summit nerds trying to dance

OOC: Cameo for now.



Instead of being on patrol like usual, Ensio for once, had taken a time out to enjoy himself. He gnawed on an old bone, taking satisfaction in how the scrape of his teeth felt against the inanimate object.

Somewhere close by, in the distance, he heard first the voice of Caracal, followed by Heda in answer. Interested, he gathered himself up, hopeful to join his age mates. He had not socialized much with the fox colored male and it had been ages since he was last around Heda. 

But as he approached, still a distant figure of ice and stone, he scrutinized how the flame backed girl charged for Caracal. Was all as it appeared, he wondered? He stood back, silent. Watching before deciding on his next course of action.