Noctisardor Bypass The Fox & The Hound

It was a monster of many names. Druid committed them all to memory, even as Mahler explained that they rarely confronted wolves. This one must’ve been desperately hungry, he said.

They don’t live in packs? she guessed, quite curious at this notion. As a pack animal herself, she had a hard time conceptualizing any other sort of existence. Didn’t most creatures live in groups? Birds lived in flocks; deer lived in herds; and so on and so forth.

With that fact presumably confirmed, Druid found herself feeling a little sorry for the beast. She kept that thought to herself, however, trying to put the whole thing in the back of her mind as she focused on following the Graf to see this strange skin he kept in The Pharmacy.