energy — open + joining

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    So, this was the place his brother was residing at the moment? Deep brown optics were locked on the buildings ahead of him, thick, bushy tail drifting to the right as figurative brows raised themselves. Look like a nice and he hoped it'll be a good home considering all clans are different with religions, ranks, and such. The kugsha gave himself a quick shake accompanied by a soft yawn as he continued his way through the woods, taking some delight in the leaves crunching beneath and the coolness of the grass. Ah, when was the last time he even lived in a clan? Quite awhile, but that's all about to change within a few minutes. The dog's attention goes back back to the dainty village belonging to Wind Haven and nostrils flared to drink in the scents of those already here. At least he could tell it was decently populated and not a ghost town of sorts. Pointed ears twisted back before flicking forward, alertness overcoming the canine as jaws part in order for him to speak. "If anyone's close by the name's Sickick. Looking to join this place." Words are rumbled out in a deep, monotone voice, no attempts to add any emotion to it besides the slight raise from speaking the first sentence. Once that's done and over with Sic plopped his bottom on the cool ground, wondering how long it would take for him to meet Vasin.

    The female's head was pressed against the feathers of an outstretched wing as she cleaned them. Making sure they were decent and as white ad they should be. The red was bold along the rim of her white feathers although she paused when she heard the monotone voice that called up from the land. Shifting on her perch where she had landed upon the roof of a building the large barn owl turned her head to the side and looked at the male that had called out. He spoke of joining and so with ease she spread her wings and launched herself up into the air and flew toward the area. Clamping her talons onto the branch of a tree she allowed her blue golden eyes to look over him before she gave a light nod in greeting. "Sidekick. Welcome to Wind Haven. I'm Pentaghast and it is a pleasure to meet you."