He should probably learn to stay in one place, but if anyone knew Volatile, it was that he was just a twitchy person and he liked doing whatever the fuck he pleased. So the tom was here at the border of some group that called themselves the Typhoon. How interesting. So the green cat sat there with his paws messing with the rather large bow that was wrapped neatly around his neck.
Volatile didn't like the smell of the sea. It just had a rank smell to it, and it made his lungs burn and his nostrils twitch. How could these people stand such a smell?

He looked down at the kit and his grey eye widened lightly, though his gaze softened and he offered a small smile. However, before he could say anything, Caesar made his way over and spoke, and Envy made a face. "I had no idea visiting was banned. Good to see you still haven't worked that stick out of your butt." He grumbled before he looked back over to Cronas. "I'm Volatiletimes, kiddo. Sorry you have to deal with someone like Caesar over here." He said with a small chuckle, tail flicking back and forth. What a cute little thing. Spoke oddly, but still cute.

He sneered at Caesar before he said, "Oh? And when did your word start becoming law? Just because you're so pissy about seeing me doesn't mean I'll leave just because you don't want me here, dumbass." He spat, fluffing out his neck and giving him a smirk. "I bet nobody even wants you here, just like how you don't want me here. You've always had a shitty personality."