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Rian idles patiently beside Rannoch—the picture of a patient Beta. His altercation with the younger Frostfur had knocked him down several pegs and, while he was inclined to be self-loathing under most circumstances, he felt no such negativity towards himself for his attempt. The brotherhood he was swiftly fostering with the pair overwhelmed any desire, or time, he had to sit and ruminate on his personal failings. He grunts affectionately and nudges Cypress' neck when the boy draws away after bumping the underside of his chin.

His ear twitched as Mato returned the greeting with a respectful dip of his elegant head, and fell objectively silent. Cypress claimed control of the conversation, and explained what was going on and who he was. The fact that the boy was a naturalist was of particular interest to Rian, as it was to Cypress, and he wondered if Rannoch would appreciate the significance of potentially adding such a rare, and difficult, skillset to their ranks. "Not sure," He admitted. "but I bet she'd appreciate the help all the same."