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Vladimir decided to wait in camp when Amunet went out to look for mutants. The cougar was not familiar with the marshland territory at all, and his blindness was not helping. He lived a life in complete, utter darkness, and had to rely on his surroundings to make do. Usually with time he'd get used to a territory, memorize it in different ways- such as scents and sounds. He would love to explore the territory, get familiar with it and all, but he can't do it alone. This marshland, it's nothing like the cougar has lived in the past. He has managed to live by himself in the past, but as of recent he has probably proven that's no longer the case. A marshland was nothing like a plain field, there were large predators lurking in waters, just waiting for prey to stumble across them. If Vladimir surely went out there right now to go after Amunet, who knows if he'd make it out in one piece. Speaking of Amunet, without a doubt she has surely made his life here easier. He appreciated her help, he didn't even ask her when he met her- she just self proclaimed herself as his caretaker basically. Apparently he had some wounds that were going south that could have turned fatal. She totally could have left him there, leaving him behind to fend for himself, but she didn't. She already had company, Moses, Cleopatra, and Caesar- she probably didn't have to help him with them, but she did it anyways. At times he felt like a burden to her, as there are so many things he can't do, but she doesn't seem to mind it. Maybe it was nice to talk to someone of the same language, even if he can't see. He can't see how magnetically beautiful Amunet is, her unique fur pattern, and he can't see her cloak either. He knows she is around the same size as he is, which all that matter to him he guesses.

With the loss of his sight, came his heightened hearing. Ever since the tom lost his ability to see, he has a far better sense of hearing- a thing that usually happens when a sense is lost. His heightened hearing isn't like super enhanced, but it's been pretty useful ever since he has been living in this dark, unpredictable world. The male was sitting down on the ground, ears pricked up as he listened to the world around him. He could hear voices of clanmates talking, people laughing, and even a faint shrill scream out in the distance. It almost caused the male to cringe at it, thankfully he couldn't hear it entirely, as it wasn't in camp. Unlike his comrades, Vladimir was more reserved, polite and a gentleman. He didn't feel comfortable with harming or killing others. Vladimir probably stood out as the odd ball here, his blindness helping with that. People would probably wonder why someone like himself would be in Tanglewood, but ever since he met Amunet, he stuck by her side, almost like glue.

Vladimir was under the tree Amunet called her den, ears pricked up as usual. As he sat under the tree, he could pick up the sounds of pawsteps, pawsteps that he has grown familiar to- Amunet. Vladimir can pick out her pawsteps out of anyone, it was quite easy to recognize hers. And her scent came shortly afterwards, as well as the scent of two dead rabbits. "Honey, I am home!" He heard her cheeky tone, looking over to where he believed she was. "Velkome back, Amunet." He said as his nose scrunched as he smelled the appetizing, fresh rabbits on the ground. "Did you find something interrresting in terrritorrry? It cerrrtainly sounded like it."