Raymond had been in his home for quite awhile now, tidying up the area and arranging some of the furniture he found in the junkyard. That said, it was time for a break. With a sigh, he let himself press against the door and pushed. The wooden door opened with a shrill creak. Then the panther stepped out. He took a deep breath. In. Out. The aromas of the swamp filled his nose. The stench of the area was not pleasant, but it was homely enough to bring some pleasure, at least.

Large, youthful paws led themselves down the patio steps and onto the soft gross of Tanglewood's land. His green gaze looked out at the horizon for a moment, contemplating what to do next. Thankfully, an answer arrived right on time. In the distance, a silhouette appeared. They were a familiar face, but not someone he had become acquainted with just yet, despite the nickname Raymond gave them. Perhaps, he thought, he should say hello.

She beat him to the punch though. As the smaller feline approached, he lowered his head and offered a polite dip of it. "Raymond, yes," he answered. "You're Lucedon..." The usually cold feline tilted his head to the side, observing the other. "Luce, if that's okay." That sounded a lot better to him, at least. It rolled off the tongue easier, but he could not quite remember if she agreed to the name or not. It was better to inquire.

A hum left the panther. What was he doing? Quite literally, at the moment, nothing. "Talking to you, I suppose," he slyly answered. A cheeky smile curled upon his maw for a moment, only to fade away moments later back into his usual cold expression. "I suppose you don't have anything better to do if you're talking to me." Self-deprecating, indeed.

Rather than standing still and chatting awkwardly, the panther gestured to the ground with a paw and offered a seat. Thankfully, he followed his own advice and followed in suit. Wrapping his tail around his paws, he sat tall, but continued to look down at her in interest. "Tell me about yourself," he prodded gently. "You have to come from somewhere." She was traveler, but everyone had an origin or a story, didn't they?