Perhaps this was the world telling him that he couldn’t relax. That there was no time for him to actively take a breather because there was always something that was going to happen. Maybe. But that was what he had been trying to do and taking a leisurely stroll through the forest might help that. After all it was quiet there and only the sounds of nature permeated the air around there so why not. Paws flexed against the ground as toes spread to reveal thick webbing meant for seeming. His heavily scarred grey stripped body seemed more relaxed today as he took his walk, allowing for this alone time to ease his mind before he had to get back into the fray. Things are rough that much he knew but he hoped to get everything sorted out. Though his own thoughts are cut short when he heard a sound. A sudden scream that left his ears pulled back against his skull. Turning around he would scent the iron tang of blood in the air and he quickly made his way to the area and what he saw made him still. A large creature tearing into a tiger. His jaw was set firm and frankly he was more angry than anything else. If his capture and torture had taught him anything was that there was no place for fear in this world. He was done being weak and done being afraid. His finned tail lashed back and forth as he shouted at the creature jaggedly. ”Hey, get outta here! Ya don’t belong here!” The smell of Typhoon was on the large reptile like thing and he curled his muzzle slightly. Did they want to make enemies with them?

He knew the moment it looked at him that there was no reasoning within the creature. It was not sentient but more feral in nature and he had just triggered something. His breathing stalled for a moment and he was reminded of that day that Stryker lunged at him Those large claws that were outstretched and aimed to pin his body against the ground. Constricting his throat and he had been unable to do anything about that. He'd not been ready and he hadn't had the fortitude to do anything. He almost seized up when the massive creature came at him, lunging forward to dig large claws into his body and he squeezed his eyes shut, forcing his body to become transparent. In a sudden snap of cold his body became did as he asked, intangibility coming into play to save his life. It was sudden and for once he was grateful that it had actually worked this time and the beast would most likely go right through his form. Jerking around to face the much much larger creature he had to make sure that it stayed away from his home and his body solidified once more before he aimed to dredge up water from the moistened ground and think tendrils that he would then try to wrap around the raptor's legs before yanking and hopefully pulling them out from underneath the beast.

He made sure to keep his distance from the struggling creature, not wanting to allow for any mistakes. Especially when he had gotten it down and out for the moment. Of course he had not planned on hurting the thing he just didn't want the raptor to hurt him or his group either. The worse thing imaginable was for it to charge into their village and eat someone. A bit of panic fluttered in his chest and he stepped back from her once more to keep more distance from them when he turned and saw someone coming. They were already growling at him and asking a question he thought was preposterous. They too carried the scent of the Typhoon and he knew now that he would have to pay them a visit as this issue couldn't be avoided especially when they came over here and attempted to be hostile upon his own lands when they were the troublemakers. "I ain't done nothing but restrained her ya mangy mutt." The leader spat out, feeling the skin along his spine prickle with unease and seeing him try to cut water with a knife was particularly funny. But he couldn't allow himself to become unguarded. "Ya are on my group's territory and this thing attacked me first. Who the hell are ya and why did ya set this thing here?" He was ready for a fight if need be and he allowed a rushed breath to escape him, eyes narrowing a bit as he looked back to the struggling raptor.