STONE COLD KILLER / o, dual-joiners

Oh, he might as well seem to be “part of the team” pitching into the group. Krataa greatly preferred everyone to stay out of his business, but isolationism was dangerous. He jumped from his perch and onto the wall, tittering on the top and inspecting the two joiners with sulfuric eyes.
Wow. Someone more wrinkled than me.
Honestly any animal without fur or feathers was ugly. He’d seen Anakin’s ugly mug more times than he wanted to.
He laid down.
”I assume you’re here to join.”