the demoness would be rewarded by a shape emerging from nearby, the dark body of the kingpin in their jaguar form pushing through the camp entrance, their back arching up in a stretch, jaws split to display an intimidating maw of teeth. snapping their jaws together as they pushed their body forward in a decline, stretching their hips, the jaguar groaned as sleep tingled in their paws and tail, back legs being kicked out as they stood up, shaking their pelt. tail curling slightly before flicking out, they licked their lips, padding closer to Fakhira, "apple harvesting?", they would hum, blind gaze moving around the camp without a destination.

closing their eyes, they hummed as they let the last of their nap settle into their bones, enjoying the feeling of early morning sun on their pelt, burning off the moisture that clung to their fur. they had rested just outside the camp, far too on edge to relax or being willing to be so far from the inn and courtyard. ears rotating as they listened to the birds and animals around them, they slowly relaxed, sitting down as they groomed a paw, drawing their paw over their ear several times as they began to wash their fur. fall was setting in, they could feel it's grip deep in their bones, and that meant that the group would need to start getting a move on to be prepared for winter. the prospect of apple harvesting ... was interesting, "I'll come with. I believe that we have some baskets in the inn.", they murmured, getting up to go gather a few baskets, "what do you plan on doing with the apples? making something?", they asked as they loped across the yard, curious to know.