There was something somewhat undignified about the place he found himself watching over. A canyon, a forest, a massive prison and the repugnant smell of death, it felt there was little order to be had here. It was rather vexing for the young kitsune, but he'd been made aware of some certain presences around here, so it would have to do. Should Sojourn think reasonably, he wasn't entirely sure he'd need to see the territory from this angle ever again - a study room in that prison and he wouldn't leave it for days. The idea was exciting, and when a smile began to crack upon his stony the male was well aware he was getting ahead of himself. My sources could be wrong, they might not be here. Then I will look no better than a fool. Resolved, Sojourn steeled his expression into something adeptly professional, watching over the base of the canyon from the very top of it. Company seemed rather prevalent in these parts from the overwhelming number of stenches that tickled at his nostrils, none of which he could make out quite yet. The idea of potentially having to spend time with them was... uncomfortable, but by his sibling's will he'd stomach the social aspects of clan life.
Silently waiting for someone to notice him, the floating kitsune began to play with some rocks with his telekinetic abilities, eyes narrowed the more and more he focused on the slowly rotating objects. They weren't of any particular value or interest to him, but toying with them gave him something to do that wouldn't cause his mind to wonder and make up regrets that hadn't even happened yet. After some time, he caved though, and called out "Hello?". Hopefully that would speed things up a bit, he'd rather not spend anymore time outdoors.