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He was late, perpetually late, but the positive was that at least he showed up... Right? He'd been napping in a hefty tree in an attempt to avoid some of the bigger animals around. But he hadn't accounted for the fire ants. They weren't magical or crazy big or anything. They were just regular, God damned, fire ants. He falls from the tree with a somewhat muted thump, thanks to his wings, and runs to a puddle. When he's done he's more wet than he was before but, thankfully, now sans the biting bugs.

Violet eyes glance about, wondering where everyone was. Cas had been nearby and so had Mother and Abigor and well... A lot of other Helovians. "Huh" he muses to the air. Then he's off. His whiskers itch and his eyes burn and his spots all feel like they're about to come off his body like skin stickers every he strays from the invisible path.

Then he's there. Kaos stands before all of them asking, ordering, the Helovians and native Riftians to get along. Pah, how lame. He and Cas had already made a friend from the Rift. The colt find his twin and takes his place next to her, two molded forms meant for each other's sides, then whispers in her ears "Remember to be careful here. We don't know how much we might trust him just yet. He did kill half of Helovia to get us here."

@Castiella