[Thankfully, Carnivac managed to keep his sense of smell here. The stench of energon reaches him, and familiarity in such a foreign place hits him like a truck. He quickens his pace in the tunnels, catching up to the stranger, opting to stick to his wolf form - in case of the worst.
When he sees that armor, he's glad he did. But...that's not a 'bot in there. What was familiar had completely been discarded, and he warily stands his ground. There was no reason to give in to fear or hostility, now.
Besides, without his words, he just appears an ordinary wolf. Hopefully, that would be enough.]
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When he sees that armor, he's glad he did. But...that's not a 'bot in there. What was familiar had completely been discarded, and he warily stands his ground. There was no reason to give in to fear or hostility, now.
Besides, without his words, he just appears an ordinary wolf. Hopefully, that would be enough.]