cavern

Kaname studied her face, trying to recall the faintly familiar face. "Hm." He chuffed, giving up. "Well, not that it matters anymore. We're packmates now, so we will get to know each other than some brief meeting in the past." He shrugged.

The Beta's pelt began to naturally dry, and he was getting to that uncomfortable half-damp, half-dry point that follows being drenched. He hated it; it was clammy and tight. After shifting uncomfortably, the assassin began speaking to the pair. "So, what do you two think of Ouroboros so far?"