Grouse Thicket A Breath of Fresh Grouse

He had to admit, medics were usually only needed when someone was injured. So Vandal could only imagine that that particular line of work could get a tad bit boring on occasion. Especially if there was no one to tend to on a regular basis. A small chuckle escaped him as he licked his maw, giving his head a casual nod in agreement to Liekos' statement. Dark silver ears arched forward as she then went on to explain the reasons behind her errand, again Van gave a simple nod of his head, black lips parting as his smooth voice sounded into the air, ”I see.” He said simply. Gradually he let out a sigh and added, ”Well, I hope this errand of yours keeps you more entertained, I guess it beats waiting around for someone to eventually hurt themselves.” He smirked, tail giving a slight flick behind him as he placed both of his front paws upon the fallen log.

The male watched as she stood to shake herself from anything that clung to her pelt, hoisting himself up onto the log, Vandal gave the female a bow of his head as she spoke about needing to continue on with her errand. Offering a smile he spoke smoothly, ”Well, I wish you well in your errand, Liekos.” Giving her another bow the male turned away to jump from his perch, vanishing from the clearing and leaving the female alone to her business.