Trust me, darling. - open, visitor

[Melachi]

MELACHI
"TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

The panther huffed, standing at the border of what was hopefully the Tribe of Molten Spirits. Hopefully. The scent was familiar, very similar to kainan's scent when Kainan had come to visit the glades. Granted, Melachi was quite focused on paying attention to Kainan at the time. So, hopefully this was the right place.

"Hello~? Is this the Tribe of The Molten Spirits?" He called from the border, not wanting to intrude just yet. "I'm Melachi of the Palm Glades - I've come to visit, if that's allowed."

roleplayed by [member=15976]Seraphim[/member]  + Abyssial God