GRAVEYARD WHISTLING | return, open

[VANDAL R.]

Vandal notices a small group beginning to form underneath her, and she reroutes her flight towards them instead of towards home. She'd spent the morning going to the small trading outpost near the Snowbound territory, armed to the teeth with a manner of seafood she can use to trade with, and she thinks she has a pretty good haul from her trip. Between her clasped jaws is a small basket filled with several types of potted flowers and succulents that don't typically grow in the Typhoon's territory, but can survive in roughly the same humid climate, and she sets it down carefully when she finally lands next to Lucifer and Aita.

The maned wolf ruffles her wings before moving closer, sniffing quietly at the ground to familiarize herself with the newcomer's scent. She licks the front of her teeth to keep it stored in her memories for good measure, letting out a soft chuff before straightening up to her full height. Vandal taps the ground once with a talon before scratching at chest, smirking impishly at the newcomer. "Well, welcome back, I suppose. Vandal Roux. If ya don' like trouble, best stay away from me."

; wow most of this is just filler but also gRASS I LOV U