@xjonasx location: he's outside his window notes: is anybody home?
Jonas kept things interesting, picked fights for no good reason, and he always won them too. The Valter wolf thought that was the most interesting part, but there was a dark side to Jonas too - one that Napoleon willfully dragged out of him any chance he could get. It was the middle of the afternoon before he'd recovered from the night before, finding Jonas was an easy case of following the other's scent, even in a place as big as Napoleon's it was hard for the volatile to lose anyone once he had them in his nose.
Big houses like this were hard to maintain, Napoleon hadn't known how much work would go into it so peering inside first required him to rub at the layer of grime until he could stare through the murky field to spy the draegloth within. A few raps on the window and Napoleon grinned down through the pane of glass as he looked at Jonas inside. "Hello hello," came the volatile's call as he leaned in a bit, not one to ever be ignored, he'd sit here knocking all day if he had to. Napoleon pressed his smiling face to the glass, "is anyone alive in there?"
