True cocked his head to the side slowly, listening to the Inquisitor. His spines settled slightly as he became less concerned that the man was going to harm him. When the man asked for his name, he wrinkled his scaley nose softly before replying, "True.. just call me True.." He shifted on the branch, before settling again, this time slightly less defensively. "Though.. I must ask where these creatures you speak of come from.. I have met shapeshifters and vampires and they have been quite friendly.. if not annoying," he rolled his eyes, recalling his last encounter with a shapeshifter, "perhaps it is a curse or an infection that is causing their actions?"