The whistling of a certain
song was heard. And then, on the same mysterious way he always did stuff, Rangon there stood, in the distance, while Anagui struggled to keep on top of his hat. He shot a volley of bullets upwards, annoucing his presence. A little smirk escaped from the corner of his mouth.
Of course our WereFrostWolfbeast wasn't behind. He stood in the opposite direction, but still in the distace, and let out a loud howl. His shining glowing eyes glanced around before focusing target. The Frostwolfbeast snarled as a last warning, and scratched the ice, making a screeching sound.
((I'm such a smartpants.))