Ulrik felt... good. The herd was coming together, even if there was some half-naked freak in the herd. What was he? The body was of a stallion, but he had these disturbing paws with five, articulating digits, almost like a spider - a pale, hairless spider. He preferred not to think about that in their glorious herd. Instead, he focused on the leadership of Deimos and Illynx. For the first time since the World's Edge, he felt as if he belonged here, as if he had something to contribute. And, most importantly, as if his ideals were shared by those he considered to be his peers.

The way he walked held more confidence. The hunched, stalking gait of the Engineer had shifted, his head held high and keen eyes gazing with a new, mad inspiration. A smirk (Ulrik's version of a smile) was on his lips, and he could even feel Kirchoff's surprise through their bond. The little hellhound had no idea what happened to his over-sized moron, but he was glad that Ulrik seemed more well integrated into society.

Ulrik was the socially awkward kid with a hair-pin trigger that simply had to be whispered at to explode. Except, instead of a predictable, harsh bullet, he would have taken his time in slow, disturbing torture. The Engineer's head was not a happy place most of the time, so this was very much a relief for Kirchoff, and the adolescent hellhound trotted in his wake, silver eyes looking out at the warm, summer's landscape of the Aurora Basin.

The Engineer had made his way to the mouth of the narrow pass which lead to their land. He looked up at the sides of the mountain and wondered what would be best to guard the front. Initially, he had thought of gates, but what a boring concept. Also, gates would affect the normal comings and goings of those who belonged here. Ulrik paused in thought before pulling up the metal he had collected into a rough shape of a gate, bronze eyes glittering with madness.

Absently, his thoughts traveled to Illynx. His honesty in the herd meeting was required, and though he told himself he did not give a shit about her feelings toward Psyche... well...

He shook his head, tossing his thick, black mane around his head. Focus. What to build here...

@[Illynx]