Horizon Ridge Freaky & The Freakshow

As curious as any cat was, the yearling male wanted to know more gossip, rumours and tell tale stories of what the sea witch referred to as 'bad lot'. Not only because as a lone wolf it was nice to know if there were dangerous wolves scurrying out and about, especially in a group; but even more so because it triggered the thoughts of pirates raiding the shorelines and taking everything they could. "Bad lot?" He frowned quizically. "You mean like raiding pirates, arrr?" A glint of his eyes betrayed a playful adventurous thought of true pirates, real superheroes, bad guys and all the stuff that only ever happened in a Marvel movies.

"Don't compliment me just yet, Kraken." The yearling replied; not knowing her true name though it became more than obvious that she breathed like the sea, with the salty waters running through her veins. A strange love for the sea was written underneath the words that she just spoke. "What do you need?" Epic replied, on purpose ignoring the call for her name. Somehow instinctual he was careful around her. At the same time help meant that she could get something else, something other than she bargained for. Like the Egyptian god Anubis he looked at her, poker-faced, ears held up right and holding his breath. Listening very carefully as to what her request would be.