Talk me down from this high // o, returning

A large body rested at the borders of the Tribe’s land, having been dumped there hours prior. Finally eyes fluttered open, revealing confusion filled orbs. Kainan glanced around the area before he was finally hit with the strong scent of his home. Finally he was back where he belonged. With a groan the Spirit Watcher pushed their body up from where he was previously laying, shaking out his fur. Memories were just out of reach for the leader, the hybrid wondering what had happened but as of right now not able to remember. The hybrid padded his way towards the entrance for the wall, stepping through it with a soft sigh. He needed to relax or anything honestly.

[glow=white,1,400]I'M STRONG ON THE SURFACE ! — [abbr=GORDON CIPHER, SPIRIT, TRIBE OF THE MOLTEN SPIRITS 3 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

"Kainan!" Gordon let out a relieved, excited squeal at the sight of the leader, her ears pricked as she came running up to them, attempting to press her body against Kainan. Even if she was unable to do this or not, Gordon would step back, worry in her gaze. "A-are you okay? W-what happened?"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

Kainan looked up at the munchkin that called out his name, joy and relief washing over the leader. He lowered his head when she pressed against his body, attempting to nuzzle her before Gordon stepped back. "I'll be alright once I've had time to rest. I don't remember much right now but I do remember someone had come to our border and offered to taste a treat they were wanting to sell to groups," he mused. An embarrassed chuckle quickly followed at the thought of how trusting he had been. "I suppose I shouldn't of so quickly agreed to eating a treat from a stranger, but either way I'm sure my memories will come back to me soon just in the mean time everything is so fuzzy."

[glow=white,1,400]I'M STRONG ON THE SURFACE ! — [abbr=GORDON CIPHER, SPIRIT, TRIBE OF THE MOLTEN SPIRITS 3 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

On one hand, Gordon couldn't blame Kainan for being so trusting. Perhaps she would have been too, if her father hadn't traumatized her from the start of her life. Shaking that thought quickly from her mind, Gordon mewed, "D-do you want me to get Va-Vanya?" She could probably find them really quickly if need be.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

Kainan shook his head at the offer, a small smile dancing on his muzzle. “Don’t worry about it I’m fine I just need time to relax with the Tribe,” he mused. The leader glanced around the area, pleased to finally be back in his home. “I hope nothing horrible has happened while I was gone.”

[glow=white,1,400]I'M STRONG ON THE SURFACE ! — [abbr=GORDON CIPHER, SPIRIT, TRIBE OF THE MOLTEN SPIRITS 3 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Gordon shook her head at the last statement, a bit of relief going through her at the realization. ”It-it’s just been quiet, th-that’s about it.”

//mobile[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

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A soft hum slipped past the hybrid’s muzzle. It was nice to hear that the place had been quiet in his absence and nothing had happened. ”That’s good to hear, thank you for informing me on that.”