Since Sorbet didn't possess the same teleportation ability that Frightfur seemed to have, perhaps he would be forgiven for the slowness with which he approached. Rainforests made for quite the trek. Even after memorising the best routes (which had taken him less time than expected), it was hard to dodge the overgrown vines, snakes, and nests of vicious ants. Not to mention the shitty poisonous plants. Sorbet finally made it about a minute after Frightfur had arrived, scratching at some sort of bite on his neck and squinting at the feline on the border. "You're green," he said finally, his thick tail coiling behind him like a defensive snake. Perhaps to an outsider the observation would be pointless, maybe even stupid, but to Sorbet it was something to mull over. He'd never seen anyone quite like envy before, and studied the feline with curious eyes as he waited for him to answer his companion, for surely the serval must have asked the standard 'what do you want' question. If not, Sorbet guessed he'd just wait to see what happened. He stopped working at the bite when it began to sting more than itch, and huffed an impatient cloud of frost.