Hushed Willows Calm Before The Storm

The sound of footsteps nearing was a sign for him to jump and growl, his head low to the ground to attack whoever dared to come close in such drastic times. It soon became a sin though, since the one he was growling at was the only sort-of friend he had left and a male he hardly recognized. He was sure he had seen the guy in the den somewhere, but with all this tension he didn't feel like meeting anyone new. He quietly accepted Grace brushing up against his silky fur, even though he hated the thought of his fur being imperfect. He sighed, his hackles that had raised in the moment of them entering settled down.

Nice to meet you, Kirin. He nodded to the male in a somewhat friendly tone. Then his emerald green eyes followed Grace, not knowing why she had brought her brother with her. Was he a healer too? I've just gathered some new herbs- made some new cobweb holders also. He said with a nod to the shelves that were full of plants.