When Hush first heard the rumbling roar-bark, he felt his fur spike up, and his eyes go wide. He had never heard such a sound before, and his ears pinned down to his skull as he slowly got to to his paws, his sword making a soft clink as it bounced against his side. The golden feline had never been a huge fan of very loud noises, and when he heard the second roar-bark, he sped up his pace, trotting quickly along towards the source of the sound. He expected to find Kilius at the bell, where most other joiners chose to sit and wait, including himself, but instead he was startled when he nearly crashed into the large maned wolf, who was just standing in place, halfway into their territory. Hushsound found himself frozen for a couple of seconds before he seemed to start into action, a full body shiver leaving him as he looked into the intense burning eye of Kilius. Still, he couldn't make it seem as though The Typhoon was unguarded, so he quickly recovered, standing up straight and staring Kilius down for a moment before moving to claw slowly into the ground, "HELLO THERE. I'M NOT SURE IF YOU REALIZED THIS, BUT YOU'RE ON THE TERRITORY OF THE TYPHOON. COULD YOU TELL ME WHY YOU'RE HERE? I MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP." He couldn't exactly sound intimidating in writing, but he still tilted his body slightly, making it so that the light glinted off of the blade at his side, a silent sign to the larger animal. He was pretty sure Goldie wouldn't be too fond of someone just wandering into their territory and roaring around the place in an uncivilized way.

If someone's there, I can't see you. The words made Hushsound wince, a heavy sigh leaving the golden feline. He didn't mean to sound annoyed, but Kilius marked yet another member of The Typhoon that Hush couldn't communicate with through his writings or his sign language. It meant that he would have to speak, something that he very much hated doing, hating the sound of his own rough voice leaving his throat. Still, it wasn't as if he could just continue to let this guy wander around the territory aimlessly, roar-barking as much as he wanted. He looked down at his golden paws for a long moment before he spoke softly, his soft and rough voice mumbling to Kilius as he tried to meet the male's gaze – despite the fact that Kilius was looking far above the small feline's head, rather than at his face, "Ah, I didn't realize you couldn't see... my name is Hushsound. I'm a member of the Typhoon, whose territory you're currently walking all over. I don't mean to be rude, but you passed right over our boundary line, and you're sort of... trespassing." He noticed the way that Kilius's voice was odd and sinister, but he shook it off, not wanting to judge based just on the unnerving male's voice. Hopefully somebody else would come along and join Hush in his welcome, so that he could go silent again. Already, his voice felt shredded, not to mention the fact that they had members who were far more intimidating than him here. Of course, there was the fact that Kilius couldn't see him, so truly Hush could pretend to be whatever he wanted, even a massive tiger, but he doubted he could pull it off. Besides, Kilius would probably figure out based on the scent or something else like that – he wasn't sure how blind people identified species, after all, he was mute, not blind.[/color]

When Kilius began to joke about his blindness, Hush found himself blinking in surprise, not used to others joking about their disabilities. After all, he never really joked about his muteness in any way... not that he really could, except through writing, and he wasn't quite sure how well any jokes could come across when they were in written form. Before Hush could really process Kilius's questioning about Fern, the golden feline found himself glancing over at Keona when she approached. Well, it seemed as though there was one of the other clanmates who couldn't see and thus couldn't understand his writings, which meant that he hadn't been saved. Part of him wanted to curse about it, but that would be rude to both Kilius and Keona, so he just gently flicked his tail against Keona's side to greet her before nodding along with her words – despite the fact no one except he could see it, "I'm afraid I'm in the same boat as Keona on this one. I've never seen another maned wolf except for in books, and I haven't met anybody named Fern recently..." He certainly couldn't think of other maned wolves he had seen wandering around their territory as of late, and although he wasn't the best with basic names, he probably could've remembered a Fern.