Felix Caelus

Naugus looks to the sound of the baying as well, ears turning first before his neck ever does. Perhaps not worried just yet, but wondering what it could mean in an place as mysterious as this. Still watching it, he nearly misses the change in direction. He hurries to resume pace next to Felix.

"And what of this Anvil? Where's that?" Might as well clear things up before they get there and ruin whatever stride or stealth they'll have to employ to carry out the task.