Nicabar was lucky that he'd come out relatively unscathed from the raid that had happened prior to this day. He had never been a fighter, but knew that the group needed to be protected from outside sources. Somehow he always knew that, always knew home was to be protected, but he hadn't known that there was going to be a raid only days after he joined and made this place his home.

Coming up at the call that Delilah had spoken for those in Tanglewood to gather, he would tilt his head slightly, watching the larger creature for a moment before speaking his own words. "What's wrong Delilah?" He would speak, curious. If this was about Viginere being gone, captured from the Pitt, he already knew, and Nicabar was beating himself up over it, and didn't want or need anymore bad news.  "speech"