Tiberius
His dreamy thoughts being yanked back into reality by a tug on the tail,Tiberius soon found himself amidst the rummage that lay outside the storage shed. Not having seen the wolf himself, the Arlyne wasn't quite as spooked as as friend, although his imagination was working overtime to make the unknown interloper seem as menacing as possible. What if this wolf was from the mines? Doubtful, but they never did find out where they actual entrance to that prison was. What if it was nearby?
Desperate to glean information, Tiberius was uncharacteristically unresponsive to Blossom's fretting. He strained his ears to pick up the stranger's voice on the night air. Faint mumbles. Faint mumbles that were getting clearer as the wolf got closer. It sounded like...he was saying names? Were there more of them?
"We's gotta knows what he knows...what if he's from the prison? We could get the others out if he knew where to get in!" the young wolf said after a bit. Funny, he seemed to get more impetuous when he was weary. "Besides, there's only like four sides to this shack, and he can probably see two of 'em just by walkin' up. No way we can stay hidden. Best we find him instead'a da other way round!"
His voice raising to rather audible levels, he wouldn't have to worry for long about his words giving away his position. He would do that himself. Jumping out from behind the shack and shouting in the night, Tiberius exclaimed "Oi you! Yous from da prison?"