Katsuki? Well... he was simply someone that Arvid didn't know at all. The dire wolf hadn't met the other yet, and therefore hadn't really formed an opinion on him. He would occasionally hear the name tossed around when others were talking about the various wanderers throughout the Coalition, but besides that? The pup didn't really have much info to go on. That was pretty annoying, considering he liked knowing things quite a lot, but meh. It wasn't as if he could know everyone within the group as a whole. If he tried to do that... well, he'd probably drive himself crazy trying to keep track of all the names, connections, and hobbies that others cared about so much.

So, instead of focusing on people he didn't know, Arvid preferred to focus on his hobbies. In this particular case, his hobby of poison making. He was out within the lush jungles that populated part of the territory, thankfully not suffocated by the snowy peaks far above. He had been moving carefully through the brush, pushing leaves nearly larger than him aside as he searched for his ingredients. He knew he needed to be careful when dealing with such dangerous substances. One wrong pick, and he could end up swallowing something that would kill him within minutes. The thought made him sigh as he began to lean down, trying to grab some nightshade for his stocks. He paused, however, when he heard the snapping of twigs behind him. Somebody else was approaching, although he doubted they were after him. Either way, he moved back from the nightshade, straightening out and calling out in the direction of the noises, "Who's out there? I hope you're not trying to be sneaky, because if you are... well, you kinda suck at it." His tone was rather blunt, but he disliked being interrupted while out hunting for supplies.