welcome, welcome | returning face

[SOJOURN]

A figure decided to block his path and he paused. It had been a while since he had even talked to anyone, social skills almost nonexistent. But he understood the jesting tone enough when he was called moisture man. Funny. Still he was being questioned about who he was and the fact that he had showed up here at all. Maybe he should have seen that coming and prepared something for the encounter. Solid white eyes blinked as waves rippled along his body before he fully turned to look at the aged wolf. Manners had been instilled in him though. His mother made sure that he did have at least some sense when it came to respecting his elders. Maybe, if he hadn't changed. Yet he did need to be pleasant. "I'm Ciabhan. Formerly a semi-high position from Palm Glades. I heard what happened and decided to make this my new home."

He didn't think that there would be any problems with that and he shrugged his shivering shoulders slightly. The tall creature then shifted his paws to begin walking again. The water along his body ebbed and flowed with the soft breeze before he paused to look over his shoulder. "Unless there is an issue with that? I'm sure I can prove to be a valuable member of the Typhoon." Much more so than the others would be or so he would like to think.