6/15/2025, 2:30 PM
As the other wolf approaches, Martius stands. A lingering fear of beasts like this blares softly in the back of his mind, over ridden by a feeling of mere caution, like that one might feel when approached by a stranger. He wondered, vaguely, if he would become more accustomed to his new form over time or if it would always be so jarring.
"Neither do I." there was a hint of good natured laughter in his voice. He had expected a hello, or perhaps some other form of identification. Still, given the odd circumstances, such reassurance was not unappreciated.
"Do you know where we are?" Martius looked about as he asked, scanning the tangle of trees above for any indication of where he might be, or where he should go next.
For now, Samo had successfully hidden his identifying scars from the once roman citizen.
"Neither do I." there was a hint of good natured laughter in his voice. He had expected a hello, or perhaps some other form of identification. Still, given the odd circumstances, such reassurance was not unappreciated.
"Do you know where we are?" Martius looked about as he asked, scanning the tangle of trees above for any indication of where he might be, or where he should go next.
For now, Samo had successfully hidden his identifying scars from the once roman citizen.