07-17-2018, 02:53 PM
Vandal is still getting used to the territory. Between learning how to use her wings again and getting back into the routine ebb and flow of hunting, she hasn't spent much time interacting with everyone else - so much so that she doesn't know who two of the three creatures on the Typhoon border are. Once smells distinctly of the camp, so she assumes that one is a clanmate she has yet to meet, but the other has a very watered-down smell that she can't quite tell much about where she came from. The way they interact, however, convinces her that there's nothing particularly violent about the meet-up.
When the mutated maned wolf approaches, it's through the skies. Her flight pattern, though, is choppy and still somewhat unstable, struggling with four feathered appendages trying to find their rhythm. The lower altitude she goes, the harder it is for her to keep her balance, until she's completely keening over to one side and plummeting with a sharp yelp. She lands on her side after the three-foot drop just behind Goldie but immediately jumps back to her paws to give her black pelt a furious shake.
She doesn't seem to be embarrassed by her little show, though. Goldie seems to know the stranger - Vanessa? Pretty name for a pretty face - and Vandal decides that there isn't really anything out of the ordinary, anything that might warrant her suspicion. The mutated wolf folds her massive wings to her side and flashes Vanessa a wide smile, neon-green tongue just barely poking out from between rows of white teeth. "Well then, if my niece knows you, I guess you're good to come back, yeah? Vandal Roux, at your service."
When the mutated maned wolf approaches, it's through the skies. Her flight pattern, though, is choppy and still somewhat unstable, struggling with four feathered appendages trying to find their rhythm. The lower altitude she goes, the harder it is for her to keep her balance, until she's completely keening over to one side and plummeting with a sharp yelp. She lands on her side after the three-foot drop just behind Goldie but immediately jumps back to her paws to give her black pelt a furious shake.
She doesn't seem to be embarrassed by her little show, though. Goldie seems to know the stranger - Vanessa? Pretty name for a pretty face - and Vandal decides that there isn't really anything out of the ordinary, anything that might warrant her suspicion. The mutated wolf folds her massive wings to her side and flashes Vanessa a wide smile, neon-green tongue just barely poking out from between rows of white teeth. "Well then, if my niece knows you, I guess you're good to come back, yeah? Vandal Roux, at your service."
TAGS • VANDAL ROUX OF THE TYPHOON
I TOLD THAT DEVIL TO TAKE YOU BACK
MAXINE VIENNA "VANDAL" ROUX — TAGS — THE TYPHOON