With a satchel of gifts for Medusa and herbs for his travels, the hybrid left the turmoil of The Typhoon to fulfill a promise he made to his best friend, a girl who was a sister to him. It didn't take him long even with his patched injuries. Walking into the twisted forest, he heaved a sigh. "I'm almost there, Medusa. Please don't be mad.." He spoke before raising his voice to call out. "I know this was unannounced but I'm here to visit a friend! Her name is Medusa!" He sat down, looking into his satchel at the gifts. A blue shell, a neat piece of yellow sea glass, a few feathers from his most recent addition to his little Typhoon family, and a shark tooth.

"Please don't be mad at me.. Please don't be mad."

"Speech"

The Typhoon. Rhinestonestar certainly had mixed feelings about the group, considering their past histories with each other these days. Not that he wanted to make an enemy of them, even following unfortunate incidents with the Coalition. He actually respected their leader, Goldie, greatly – although, unbeknownst to him, she was no longer leader. In addition to that, he knew both Rosemary and Lovepaw within the group, and he didn't want to cause either of them unnecessary anguish. In spite of all of this, the legate couldn't help but be slightly uneasy as he moved out to meet Xhocoatl, padding up beside Sorbet before he took a seat. Medusa had mentioned seeing someone within The Typhoon she apparently cared for, but what if this wasn't the one...? He tried to keep that anxiety from his mind for now, a slightly forced smile curling on his muzzle before he greeted, "Hello there... you say you're Medusa's friend? I believe that she may have mentioned you." Why had he been in the raid, anyways? Was he fighting against them? That would have been fair, but also left Rhine with a sense of unease.

His ears flicked upon Sorbet's arrival. "I came to the right place. Her note was.. a tiny bit cryptic." His lip twitched upon the kin question. "As far as we know, we aren't kin. Just really close."

He felt his body stiffen when Rhine arrived. The scent of Palm Glades wasn't new, but he knew they had been in two raids. One agaisnt the Typhoon and one agaisnt the coalition. "Hi. Yes, we knew eachother before we were forced to split ways." he grinned. "Good to know she still cares. My name is Xhocoatl of The Typhoon."

"Speech"

Slowly, the tension in Rhinestone seemed to slip away, his shoulders slumping and a soft breath leaving the legate as Medusa approached. It was immediately obvious that his primus truly was fond of Xhocoatl, and if she trusted the other, then that was good enough for him. Tail slowly flicking behind him, the serval was quick to speak to Xho in a vaguely reprimanding tone, although it also had a lilt of humor, "She really was quite worried about you. I hope that you don't make a habit of throwing yourself into fights that you can't win." That wasn't to say that the Coalition was impossible to win against – that had been proven to be false pretty handily as of late. Rather, the odds back then had been tilted in the Coalition's favor, and it was never a good idea to throw one's self into a battle like that. Hell, Rhine had only been there out of obligation, and he hadn't actually made a single effort to try and fight.

The legate then spoke with slightly more sympathy, a faint smile tugging at the edges of his muzzle as he reassured, "Since Medusa seems to trust you... you're free to stay and visit for as long as you please. At least, until the two of you get caught up and Medusa is sick of you. Although, I can't promise that you won't get dragged into a bit of manual labor. Everybody helps out around here." He had no problem with the other staying as a temporary guest, especially since Xhocoatl didn't really seem the type for violence. Rhine then turned upon hearing Foamkit, his eyes widening for a moment before he began to chuckle at the boy's words. Shaking his head from side to side, the serval gave a rumbling purr of laughter, "Ah... he does, doesn't he, Foam?" He was glad to see Foamkit in good spirits, considering recent events had prompted everyone's mood up and down.