Morgan hummed an indistinct melody as he stepped up to the front door, carrying a waterskin in his mouth. The sheer amount of odd noises coming from the house for hours coupled with Fenrisulfr's presence's constant movements made it clear that the Regent was up to something. With a smile on his uncovered face, the samoyed put down the container and used a little of his bracers' water to get the door open all the way.
"Fenri-sulf-r," the cream dog sang, his muzzle poking in through the doorway. "I've br-" He stopped speaking when his eyes met the walls of the room, opening the door quicker to look around. The place was far different from when he last came in for a lesson - it was somehow even more cozy-looking than before. Clearing his throat and ignoring the decorations for a moment, he continued, "I've brought you some water! It's straight from the nearest clean pool, if you're thirsty." He picked up the waterskin and stepped inside, peering around before partially closing the door with his tail. "I just thought a certain big hot beast-thing could use a drink for working so hard!" He smiled to himself before looking around the room once more.
His eyes came upon the detailed, beautiful mural on the wall. "You made this?" he inquired, walking up to the images and sniffing at them. The dog's gaze shifted over the various characters represented, stopping on a particularly huge figure: the diamond-eyed black dragon with the red gem scar. "Who's this one?"
"Fenri-sulf-r," the cream dog sang, his muzzle poking in through the doorway. "I've br-" He stopped speaking when his eyes met the walls of the room, opening the door quicker to look around. The place was far different from when he last came in for a lesson - it was somehow even more cozy-looking than before. Clearing his throat and ignoring the decorations for a moment, he continued, "I've brought you some water! It's straight from the nearest clean pool, if you're thirsty." He picked up the waterskin and stepped inside, peering around before partially closing the door with his tail. "I just thought a certain big hot beast-thing could use a drink for working so hard!" He smiled to himself before looking around the room once more.
His eyes came upon the detailed, beautiful mural on the wall. "You made this?" he inquired, walking up to the images and sniffing at them. The dog's gaze shifted over the various characters represented, stopping on a particularly huge figure: the diamond-eyed black dragon with the red gem scar. "Who's this one?"