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"I'm Trondi'irn SilverMoon of White Gryphon, and I'm not trespassing. I'm expected, I'm just about a week early. We made better time than we expected. I'm here with a group of Gryphons who wanted to learn more about the Tayledras culture. Your vale and my city are on very friendly terms, assumign I'm in the right place." This is where he would do something like flip his hair, if I had any clue what he looks like, which I don't at the moment, so there.

"The gryphons usually stay out of sight as best they can, since they tend to shock people from around here. Legendary creatures and all. Although don't let them hear that, it'll go straight to their heads, which are big enough as it is. Lodgings would be appreciated. I haven't really been able to stay in towns and such because of the aforementioned legendary creatures."


:: I'm here, what's happening?:: Fox hurries towards where he can feel the scout's presence, since last time he got a message about getting somewhere quick, the scout was being attacked by a changecat.

Fox stops rushing as much as he had been, since that doesn't sound have as urgent, and focuses on finishing putitng up his hair (which had been interrupted by arrow's mindcall) so that he can look decent.

When the two get into view, his jaw almost drops. He's a lot older... but Snowfox would recognize him anywhere. And he proceeds to glomp him, forgetting for a moment to be any kind of proper representative of the vale, "Silvey!"

Silvermoon chuckles, and then tries to glare, totally fake-like, "I told you not to call me that, Snowy." He over emphasizes the 'ee' sounding part, to get fox back.

The adept pouts at him, "And I told you not to call me 'Snowy'." then he notices how tired the Trondi'irn is, "Jeez, and I'm making you stand around out here, and you look like you're going to fall over. Aren't you guys early anyways?"

"A little bit, yeah. Goddess, you really did let your hair get away on you." He puts a hand through the long silvery hair experimentally as he says this, then smiles softly at Fox, "It suits you, Snow."

SnowFox, instead of blushing like arrow would probably expect, beams, "I know it does, I told you it would. Stop trying to get me off topic you!" He bats at him playfully, "The hertasi probably aren't expecting you this early, and it will take them a while to get set up, especially since they have to deal with your charges first, so why don't you just come to my ekele for now."

Fox turns to lead Silvermoon to his ekele when he spots the nightscout. The very very angry nightscout. He very quickly backs a pace away from the Trondi'irn. He hadn't been dating arrow very long, and when he saw silver it kind of slipped his mind for a moment, "Silver, this is NightArrow, my boyfriend."

Fox blushes since arrow doesn't usually kiss him that forcefully, especially not in public. He watches the scout stalk off wordlessly, suddenly feeling rather guilty. He'd made arrow mad... but he'd just been doing what comes naturally to him.

He turns back to SilverMoon, a little apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry about that. I didn't expect him to react by being so..."

"Jealous. I can't blame him, Snow, I'd want to keep you all to myself as well. You were about to show me to your place...?"

And the two go to Fox's.

Nothing that might be Arrow's fears occurs at Foxy's place. Silvermoon respects the fact that Snow is taken (he'd half expected it, since he knows how wonderful the adept is), and acts like a perfect gentleman, sleeping on the pullout couch.

Fox stays up later than he probably should, waiting for the nightscout to come over, but his boyfriend never makes an appearance.