"WHATS THE MEANING OF THIS!", Eldergan barked as he pushed past thick undergrowth, stepping out behind Milo.
Beside Milo, Tarot, Ewan, Marcos, Ray and Dark all peered out into a small divot, the ground surrounding it completely charred and barren. In the middle of the divot, what Milo could only assume was a demi human stood, his arms crossed and a defiant expression on his face.
His slick pale-yellow fur was dotted with brown spots, his thick paws and long tail wagged behind his large back. Around his bottom half, all he wore was a pair of black shorts that struggled to contain his pointlessly large leg muscles. Masked beneath his thick layer of fur, the outline of abs and pectoral muscles bulged, threatening to tear open the protective fur. Atop his head sat a pair of what looked like cat ears.
He held his head high, his beady brown eyes not leaving Milo for a second.
"What the …", Eldergan said as he pushed past Tarot, staring down at the monster.
