now you re-arrange -- rb hunting patrol

[J. ADALGAR]

in less hostile lands, the cloak that shrouded hebi was gone, and in the scares he refused to show before- where clear in the open day. Cuts and burn marks- some self inflicted and most small nicks of battle- where shown. against his dark pelt they were clear, but all the more striking was the grey monotone of his eyes, giving a distant facade as he traveled along the golden serpent to the ascendants.

Hebi was not costumed to such open borders between clans, and felt a little uncomfortable with such open hospitality. He kept silent, unsure of how to respond without a way that bai-shi already has. He keeps his scrutinizing glance just curious as his gaze flickers between the other clan- ascendance.

Hebi forgo his own companion with him, leaving the mamba behind to hunt them both smaller prey for when he returns. For now he is hunting for the clan, and it will always be a first. How quickly he falls into prioritizing his clan now is not new- but it's frightening how quickly he falls back into old habits. As long as none of the others carry on, he should be fine.

"It would be wise," the winged panther agree's with bai shi, solemn tone coming off as gruff and slightly hostile- cutting in a way he doesn't overly intend.