RP Starter ( @the-game-warden ) cont;;
Someone is rummaging through the confines of Haddonfield, and that is a death warrant. It does not matter who the Shape finds if it is not a select few people? Then they will perish. It wasn't a long trip, entering the domain of the dwelling and spotting the---
All thoughts cease momentarily.
This was Jake, the one he despises, yet not. Silently, veiled eyes take upon his form and he finds himself growing curious. The other's mandibles are stuffed with what appears to be dog biscuits, a trademark for pets of the canine variety. Was this not the same one after all? Many questions arise, causing a small tilt of his head as he watches in silence.
It isn't until he is seen that he approaches, the halligan loose at his side for the time being.
Why are you here?
It is the only mercy he will offer, a silent question for the creature.
