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The muscular brute gave a small nod of his head as Potema replied to his question, his cold sapphire eyes observing her ivory frame as he slowly crept closer, ”Good good, glad to hear it.” He said, allowing a large smile to form across his silver and white muzzle, though his head tilted curiously as the conjurer mentioned the fact that he hadn't disappeared from the forest since winter had lifted. In truth there was nothing out there for him and quietly, Vandal licked his muzzle and offered Potema a sheepish smile of sorts, his bushy tail swaying behind him as he brought a paw to casually dig at the ground, ”I did.” He replied, bright eyes looked to the ground and then slowly back to Potema, ”I just get the feeling...” The male paused for a second before continuing, ”...there's more for me here.”