Amber eyes scanned this area. If he knew anything, is that his wife had been here before. His cursed, demonic wife. Had he known she'd harbored such demons when they met, she would have left her behind. What did she call them. Oh, right. The "Force". Dio, she needed help.

That's why he was here. To talk with her old Clanmates, join this place, see what they noticed about her. Midnight black fur blocks the view of the Starpool as the leopard sits down. "Ah, um, buon giorno. May I join?"

Link honestly didn't known enough about courtesy to really be aware that he was supposed to introduce himself upon prompting. To be fair, his previous interactions with people have been fleeting -- temporary. Now he was living with them. Which is a rather strange concept to the small canine. He had a house elsewhere, which he'd stayed in for a grand total of ten nights. The other villagers didn't really care about him, though they seemed to like him. He's .. not sure what's different, here.
Link blinks at Jerseyboy for a moment as the other swears at the newcomer, tilts his head. They keep saying words he doesn't understand ... a ... a different language, maybe? Yes, yes, other languages existed. He'd ... almost forgotten that, too.
He wishes he hadn't forgotten so much. Whatever putting him in the shrine had been, it hadn't been a favor, if it'd erased his memories. .. The canine lets out a soft chirp-like sound of greeting as he takes in the panther's appearance, head tilting, gaze focused. It might be considered unsettling, the way he stares unspeakingly at the other. Then, after a long moment, Link waves a paw in greeting. And that's ... all. He does nothing more, perhaps partly because it would probably require speaking, something which Link was avoiding as best as he could.