I SURVIVED ✧ o, feral wolf pup

[jericho]

Jericho rarely finds himself at the furthest reaches of Sunhaven's territory without purpose these days — there are far too many other things requiring his attention back along the boardwalk of the floating seatown.  Too many new faces to greet, to many activities to set up, and during the free moments he does get the tom struggles to split it amongst the greenhouse, his shop, and everything else he wants to explore.  Today he’s looking for herbs to add to his stash, or perhaps to harvest for seeds and plant in his garden.  After all, he thinks, it’ll be fall soon enough.  The ginger tabby pads through the forest, his paws gentle on the earth despite his lopsided three-legged gait.  His jaws hang slightly ajar to taste the air as he walks and he pauses when the bitter scent of dock hits his tongue to lean down and examine the nearest plant.  The Havener moves to sniff at it when suddenly the distant undergrowth rustles with movement and Jericho swiftly becomes upright once more.

He stands there for a heartbeat, listening in silence before he hears pawsteps joining whoever had rushed past him, and the Helion's piqued curiosity gets the best of him.  Jericho swiftly nips at the stem of the plant he had since nearly forgotten and carries the leaves as he limps forth towards the gathering group.  The taste of dock is still tart on his tongue when he comes to a stop and places it at his paws to speak.  His ears are pricked and marigold gaze flickers blindly across Persephone, Samuel, and Boywonder as he attempts to identify them, only to give up and turn his attention to the pup.  Jericho has as little clue as to what's going on as the rest of them, but he hears the rapid breaths and somehow seems to sense their fear and it makes his heart ache.  "H-Hey, are you lost?" the ginger feline adds gently, his voice soft and hesitant.  Persephone's words catch in his ears and for a moment his sightless eyes move in her direction, though they stare beyond her.  To be honest, he doesn't know.  He only wants to help.  His focus returns to Fang, unsure of the boy can speak or if he's simply too scared, but regardless the feline keeps his distance in order to give the pup some breathing room.

/mobile but welcome!!!