"That's Rankle. No idea what he is 'side from loyal." People tend to ask, Shatterchil is here to pre-empt. The creature shifts and turns its head, as if sensing a possibility for attention. "Misses the old man more'n anyone I wager."

The old man. That would be previous Sheriff gone missing, though the new one isn't going to linger on it. Not when there is company at least. She's watching Erik with the curious face law-enforcers set aside for people who are neither colleagues or (current) delinquents. "I'm Vilmina Shatterchil, Sheriff in these parts. We've had some trouble here as you no doubt heard."