Tormented Tarns enter stage left

benry! he echoed, unsure of why exactly they were saying his name but enjoying it nonetheless. grrrrendel, his cat-accent made him purr the word, which was always satisfying to do. he grinned at the wolf. they'd connected on that level at least.

the wolf spoke quickly, which bothered benry. it took him a moment to process the words, to sift through the quickfire of syllables. mmmmno... such a description, if he'd heard it right, was far too unique for even benry to forget.