This was the group that he had signed up to be the ambassador for, he thought. That was a nice thing to do- plus it gave him even more things to do, aside from training to fight with only three legs. The maned-wolf had walked up to Moonlight Vale's border, a basket full of goodies held tightly in his jaws.

Videogames found the whole alliance with Snowbound .. a little jarring. Not in a really bad way. He was really looking forward to spending time with the group, he promises. But .. Videogames really, really isn't sure how to handle inter-clan politics. Like .. He's doing his damn best, but he's going off on a limb here whenever he encounters the Snowbounders. Were there rules? Or expectations?  Just having allies for the sake of having allies would be kind of strange, wouldn't it?
.. He is a little concerned about the Snowbounders themselves, though. Showing up on their border without a word. Videogames always felt a spike of panic whenever he saw them, or even long before that, just a sense of stirring uneasiness as something guides him over there. They were going to get hurt, someday, but Videogames isn't sure why. In the meantime, though .. Videogames will make his way to where people show up on the border, standing tall and stride easy. "Hey, bro!" Videogames chirps. A maned wolf, huh? Doesn't seem to be having had the greatest time, lately. A missing leg. Ouch. Videogames hadn't had a leg torn off before, but he had gotten both of his wings torn off, so --. "Snowbound, right? Are those for us?" Videogames tilts his head. They didn't have much need for resources or gifts, unlike Snowbound. Sure, they were lacking in human stuff like books and blankets and whatever, but Moonlight Vale was perfectly content standing on their own even without those. "I'm Videogames, by the way. King. Who're you? .. Why were you sent with those, anyways?" He's maybe a little too curious, too many questions, but Videogames needs to figure out what this is stat. Does he copy them? He will eventually, he's sure. But in the meantime, uh. Just need to work out how all of this works, first, see?

Kirishima was kinda fond of the thought of being allies with two groups. It was rather nice, he could travel to the other group's territory and feel welcomed there as well. But, he had fallen a few times on the way here, due to his recent injury.

As soon as he had seen the Vale leader approaching, he had set down the basket of goodies at his own paws and he offered a friendly smile in his direction as well as wagging his tail. Then he noticed the older male looked at his missing limb. He hadn't gotten used to others looking at his wound yet. "Yes, I'm here from Snowbound." The maned wolf spoke, his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth. Geez. It was hot here. Had he gotten used to the cold landscape of Snowbound that every other place would be warm for him?

"I'm Kirishima, one of Snowbound's ambassadors." He said to the feline.