"Go find knowledge elsewhere," The half dead creature walked over with his ears pinned against his cranium as he stared at the ghost with narrowed pupils, he didn't stand near anyone not even those that were referred to as "clanmates". They meant nothing to him yet so they were simply husks, empty husks that didn't tie him down to a single place and he knew that was a selfish thought but that's how his mentality had built over the years. His pupils narrowed at the sight of the poltergeist knowing and recognizing that voice, it didn't take an idiot to figure it out and frankly, Lewis would have preferred if Vader or whatever his name was now would leave Snowbound. The former hellhound would flick an ear back not uttering another word, he didn't like the ghost and he had his reasons why of all people that Lewis loathed the most, Vader had taken the cake. The half dead feline would eventually sit down as the gas escaping from his jaws grew darker as did his gaze.

  Doesn't matter who he is, I wanna know who you are! Cry screeched out, flapping her wings. Who the hell did this guy think he was looking for knowledge who does that?? Go look for a library not their freaking village! The raven huffed. Something didn't sit right with this one. She glared at him, hopping to the front of the group and mantled over them.

"SPEECH"

Way to go, Lewis. Already being somewhat scolded by the leader of the clan yet he didn't seem,to care as he bit down on his tongue in order not to yell back, Atbash didn't understand so he needn't share any personal information about himself yet seeing the ghost step forward made the half dead creature take a step back and growl at the other. When the Order had been around, Vader had picked several people from different places to become part of this "hidden" group and he recalled what his grandfather said didn't like about said Vader. Rick had prohibited anyone to join the Order or they would have been punished in some way, Lewis or Cosmicpaw at the time had never told Rick of what he was doing no. He had only been there in the Order for one person alone and that had been Number Nine, her reasoning being that she had wanted to be become stronger to be able to protect those that she loved. Cosmo had decided to do the same especially with how skittish he was, he swallowed at the memory feeling his throat having dried a bit as he heard the other's next question once he had realized who he was.

His gaseous tail lashed a bit in the air and recalling that the last time he had ever seen Vader or Anakin, whatever alias he decided to take on, had lifted him by his mane as a hellhound or had intentions of killing him if he remembered properly. "Don't get near me and I should be fine," He said bluntly with his lips peeled back to reveal lavender-ish fangs. Why was he acting differently? This wasn't the asshole he had known back in the day, the very same one he had rebeled against and released his enemies like Po. Had death really change him like that? No. No. He was too stubborn to admit to it, he continued to watch the other through narrowed pupils not showing any emotions on his face but tension was clear in his stance. He would sit down once more but only after he had stepped away from the other, did he somewhat relax. Force knowledge. His ears twitched a bit more but he didn't utter another word.