what a terrible world - joining

Morgan was on his usual rounds, cleaning up smaller ponds in the swamp and cutting up trees to make clearings. He sensed the presence of something new not far from his home cave, and ran over to investigate.

Although this being looked quite similar to the alligators of the swamp, the samoyed noted a distinct and slight difference in its aura. Strange as it was, Morgan could not help but feel compelled to approach the gator-esque creature. "Hello," he barked, still a good few feet away. "Can you talk?" He tilted his head as he sat back for a moment, holding his bracers' water at the ready.