Wormwood was pretty pleased with his current form as of late. He had always enjoyed being a lion, and had known nothing else but being a lion, but he certainly had changed since he had first arrived. The wings that had eventually ended up growing from his back had definitely changed his stature quite a bit, and that had honestly been as much change as he really needed, or wanted. In fact, he hadn't really been happy about the change that his wings represented when they had first grown, but now they had proven to be valuable assets to him, allowing him to fly in the air and swoop down upon others in battle, and also upon prey that was out in the wild. Needless to say, however, in relation to what Moth had been desiring, Worm had no big plans to change his entire form anytime soon, nor did he really have the ability to do so, as far as he knew. Although, he was pretty sure that Moth hadn't known that she had the ability to do so either, from the confused look that he saw on her face when she emerged from the library. Of course, at first he didn't even realize who she was. He had just figured that she was a new member of the group, one that he had somehow managed to miss, despite often being around for almost every joining thus far.

However, when she plopped down and spoke, his ears perked up in surprise, the tone and slight lilt of her voice striking him as familiar. He looked towards the newly golden large feline for a long moment, the gears in his head seeming to be slowly spinning, before realization hit him. Letting out a soft gasp, he quickly moved over to her and said in a slightly stunned tone, his blue eyes quite wide and surprised, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Moth? Is that you? It sounds like you... but you look so different, and so much bigger! I guess you have that power that let's you shapeshift, huh?"[/glow] He probably would've been quite glad to get that power just in case – despite the fact he didn't really want a different form – but it seemed as though Moth wasn't as enthused as he probably would've been if he had discovered that he could turn into anything he wanted. He then rumbled as he flicked an ear, his eyes going down to the delicate ruffle of feathers that was surrounding Moth's neck, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Not only that, but it looks like you're some kind of mutated big thing... jaguar, if I'm remembering correctly. I guess that means we get to be mutated large cat buddies, huh? Maybe I could help you figure out flying. It can be a but painful though..."[/glow] He didn't usually sound so excited or surprised by new developments that happened in Tanglewood right now, but this being something not overwhelmingly negative actually made him more excited about it.

Worm blinked and chuckled a bit, saying softly as he nodded and looked over Moth's new form curiously, circling around her for a long moment to take in the whole of her new appearance, [glow=#165042,1,400]"It's alright, don't worry. You just get some rest and take in the big change... you're not too sore, right? I haven't changed forms at all, but I grew the wings, and that hurt like hell... was this painless?"[/glow] The lion questioned, his head tilted to one side as he rose a paw up to gently brush against the ring of feathers around Moth's neck. Their colors were now very similar, and it actually made him feel even close to Moth than he had felt before – which had already been pretty close, since they had bonded over Poet leaving them behind.

Wormwood had been broken from his thoughts of worrying about Moth's aching when Leroy approached, and the canine evidently did not understand what had happened here. The lion felt a great deal of confusion at first when Leroy referred to him as 'scandalous', and he opened his muzzle to begin questioning the comments, but the Proxy had already moved along to flirting rather cringily with Moth. Worm couldn't help but snort as soon as he heard the line leave Leroy's lips, and he shook his head a bit at the other male, the scandalous comment already forgotten. He contemplated explaining the situation himself, but he also figured that Moth could handle it, and soon enough the newly winged feline was speaking up herself, smiling a little bit at him. He felt a sense of gratefulness when she said that she was no longer feeling sore, glad that her transition had been less painful than his own, and after just a moment she was addressing Leroy. As soon as she explained the situation, the lion began to chuckle just low enough that it wouldn't combat Vathmos's own usual whooping laughs.

He addressed Leroy with a shake of his head, a little crooked smile on his muzzle at the Proxy's mistake, [glow=black,1,400]"I guess your pick up line jsut wasn't good enough to draw Moth in, Leroy. But is that really your first instinct when you see a new tangler – to flirt with them?"[/glow] He was still blissfully unaware of the way that Leroy thought of him and his history with relationships – which wasn't actually as scandalous as Leroy had been led to believe from his encounters – so he didn't feel any sense of irony teasing the other about the way he had reacted to Moth's new form, and what he had believed to be a new presence in the group. He was also vaguely aware of how Feza had arrived and expressed her feelings over Moth's new shape, but Worm didn't want to address her and make her feel upset or as if he was being hostile again. He knew in the back of his mind that Feza had seemed frightened of him recently, and he didn't want to exacerbate that any by making some stupid comment he couldn't take back. Besides, Moth had already said her piece about Feza's questions, so he didn't really need to speak up.

Lewis was last to approach with both of his ears perked forward, his eyes locked onto Moth not having met anyone else aside from Wormwood or Selby. His nose twitched a bit sitting down a ways from everyone else and closing his eyes briefly letting the fumes escape his jaws rather freely. She was very pretty he wasn't going to lie but the amount of feathers that she had all over her body made him let out a snort. She didn't wouldn't be getting very cold once winter drew in, he would open his jaws slowly to begin introducing himself with a soft chuckle "I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting ya. M'names Lewis Grimes, I'm rather new 'ere in Tanglewood." He had grown into such a better mood since he had seen his lover, if that's what he could call them, he was uncertain if they remained being an item after all those years but he hoped so. He couldn't help but be amused at the fact that the canine known as Leroy had decided to flirt with a clanmate or so a presumed newcomer, he didn't know how well he'd take to that if the old wolfhound had been at his own joining. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]