Amon snorted as the boy's first question was voiced, and huffed a bit of laughter from his chest. I don't think he was looking fer me, actually. I think he found me by accident.
The Guard were devoted to defending the golden lands of Luciferus, the great prairies with the roaming buffalo and steers. For any member of the group to come this far, it would have to have been a scout - and that was what Amon presumed his brother was doing. Scouting.
Ah, he looks like me. Big, old, but without the grizzly silhouette -
He rolled his shoulders to emphasize the hunch in them. I've been worrying that he'll show up right in the nick o' time to meet Fox's little babes, and I am adamant it does not happen. If he comes back, he wont be alone.
The beast's voice darkened, deepening with a serious note to the words, and Amon cast his attention to the surrounding area. It was still, it was quiet, save for their voices.