Nimbus Summit nerds trying to dance

He paused in his stride when Heda queried about the leadership. Oh… yeah, he replied, readying himself to send up a quick howl when he followed Heda’s gaze and spotted Ensio. Maybe we can leave a message with him? Caracal voiced the thought aloud as soon as it struck him.

When his eyes flicked to his would-be traveling companion to ask if she might know his name, he saw her struggling to lick some of the blood from her pale fur. Need help with that? he asked, a touch of humor in his tone. What did you kill, anyway? Caracal wondered, easily sidetracked.