Unlike Fischer, Jericho has been blind for most of his life and has all but mastered the art of traveling without sight... mostly, that is.  There's always a part of it that relies on pure familiarity, and familiar with this land he is not.  For the most part he manages through his other senses and mere caution; he pauses and listens, jaws hanging slightly open to taste the air, each step hovering in the air for a heartbeat before he moves forth.  The little tabby occasionally stumbles over a root, but in following Quantum's steps he finds his way to the Typhoon's border with minimal difficulty.  Jericho comes to a hesitant halt at the tigress's side, his own small stature only highlighted in contrast with how large the other Sunhavener is.  What a leader he must look to them, so tiny and weak and blind, in the shadow of one at least five times his own height.  The Helion himself tries to think little of it, straightening and blinking unseeingly forward.

He arrives just as Fischer does, but he's long since heard the sound of approaching footfalls.  His ears prick and his amber gaze, though blindly peering beyond her, move with his attention in her direction.  The male offers a slight smile, polite and reserved but still kind.  "Oh, uh, hello," he greets, whiskers twitching.  He senses another arriving as well, someone much bigger than the first; honey eyes move towards Lucifer, though they never quite look at the dragon.  Jericho flashes another quick smile, still as small and hesitant as the first, and then the ginger feline clears his throat sheepishly as he continues, "I'm Jericho — we're, ah, w-we're from Sunhaven.  We wanted to visit since we just s-settled nearby."  Really, Jericho just knows that Sunhaven can't keep to themselves forever, and he wants to make sure they're on good terms with their neighbors —  it'd be ever better to have friends in times of need.  "And I-I was hoping we could at least be neutrals; we've got a lot of shopkeepers, I thought we could come to t-trade sometime?"

"I recall something about there not being neutrals with the Typhoon, although I may have misheard." She remembers Pincher having a fit over some group dropping them to neutrals, so whilst she doubts that the two mean any harm by that remark... She feels like it would be a disservice to give them false information. Or, she may just be wrong and made a fool out of herself. The possibilities are there for both if she's honest and she's new but that doesn't mean she doesn't wish to be helpful.

"Although, the trading sounds interesting... What do you sell?" She asks, sounding genuinely curious. She figures that if she's friendly, it might put the nervous feline at ease. The large tigress seems to be almost beyond worrying about impressions, given her size that could easily crush Temulin with a paw should she feel like. And Temulin,,, would rather not be crushed.