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Abbey caught up to the two figures, perplexed at the snippets conversation which had drifted down to her ears. She blinked owlishly, "Quest?"

She scratched her head and smiled meekly, "Well, if you're headed to the Lodge, I'll tag along."

Living in a semi-inhabited village was still creepy. Wyvern came to this conclusion as she shambled from her front porch off into the direction of Chao's house. Or at least, she thought it was this way. Due to her rush to depart the island last time, she hadn't really paid attention. The quiet of the morning was getting to her.

But it was a good kinda creepy, she decided, far superior to the overpopulation of cities with the hustle and bustle causing them to burst at the seems and costing four FRIGGIN' dollars for a tiny-a** cup of coffee...

Hmm. Okay, so the quiet wasn't really that bad. Oh yeah, after her week from Hell, Ar'Idil was definately feeling more like home. With a slow smile spreading across her face, and not quite a spring in her step, the green-haired woman made her way to (what she hoped was) her neighbor's house.

With out much hesitation, she knocked on the door. This was either the right house or not, worst case it being empty. Or a shotgun wielding maniac could suddenly appear and gun her down, but Wyv figured the chances of that were slim.

"Oh, hey!" Wyv called, with a wave of the hand and tiltled her head upwards, so she wasn't talking to the door. "Didn't see ya up there." She grinned. "Well, I was gonna to start off conversation with an 'I hope I didn't wake you' but I see that's not the case."

She gave a brief, furtive glance around for a ladder or something, curious as to how her fellow resident came to be upon the roof. "Should I come up? I'm gettin' a crick in my neck," she said, placidly. "I'd like to chit-chat a bit, if y'don' mind, before relieving you of my burden."

Us? Who was us? Wyv didn't see anybody up there, but that ment little given her low vantage point. She gave a mental shrug and decided to go along with it.

"Righto," she said, snapping of a brisk salute and heading inside. She hurried as much as her laid-back manner would allow, following Chao's directions implicitly. There was an obvious discomfort at meandering through another's home while the owner was not present. It just struck her as discerning, even though she had permission and the owner was nearby.

Stepping through the window to the rooftop, she greeted, "Hey- Oh, neat." All other thoughts drained away- Wyv had seen Sanar. Grinning fit to burst, she beamed at Chao. "Wow, congrats. I'd heard your jar had burst, but damn- this is my first sighting of an Aerandir Gryphon."

"That's good then. I mean, I like the quiet and all, but so many empty houses, it's like something out of a cheesy b-movie. I can almost hear the screaming violins in the background," she responded, not taking her eyes of Sanar. She was inwardly proud at being able to divide her attention between speaking and gawking.

"Hey, there," Wyv told the gryphon, voice soft and crouching so as to get a better look at the Aerandir. She extended a hand slowly, open palmed, as a sort of greeting. "Pretty little bit, aincha? You can call me Wyv, even if you can't speak yet. I hope you and my not-yet a gryphon will be friends."

Wyv gave a little chuckle at Sanar's caution. Smart little bird, that one. Not that she would've attempted to touch her if the gryphon had made her disinterest in contact clear, but still. It was something to think about for the day when her own gryphlet came into this world.

She gave a gentle caress of the head with her thumb, still enraptured in the joy of seeing an example of what she'd come to this island for. That alone made the stress of the past week melt away and she almost looked forward to finishing off the little necessities that would finally claim the house she lived in as hers.

"Heh," directing her comment at Chao, "Maybe we should see if we should organize a Horror filmfest at the lodge or something? I mean, the mood setting is perfect. Make a cook-out of it or something. Of course, with such young eyes and ears about," her gaze wandered back to the gryphon, "maybe we should stick to a PG-fest."

Reluctantly, she gave Sanar a final pat, then stood and straightened, groaning and stretching. "Ack, much to young for backpain," she observed with a grimace.

"Heh, yeah. Maybe we could bust out the big-guns late night, once the young'uns are all asleep. Have to talk to Anthony about that. Either way, the waterfight sounds like fun on a hot summer's day." She grinned wolfishly and then nodded to answer Chao's question.

"Yep, should probably grab 'em and head on home soon. I hadn't finished unpacking before I had to scurry off like that." Her face was unreadable for a moment, but the moment quickly passed. She was forcing herself not to dwell on it and ruin her encounter with Sanar. "Sorry for dumping 'em on you so abruptly and thank'ee much, so very, very much, for watching 'em." She was upset with herself, asking someone else to watch the object of her guardianship was too much like shirking her duties and it bother Wyv. Neglecting herself was one thing, but when neglect impacted someone else, well, she didn't like impinging on other's freedom like that.

"Yeah, but still..." Wyv shrugged, a gave a guilty little smile. "I'll probably be tripping over myself to repay you- it's just how am I. So if you ever need anything, well, within reason, just lemme know."

Following Chao and Sanar back inside, she added, "I'm glad Sanar enjoyed the company. If she ever wants to, she can come over when ever she'd like." she puncuated her statement with a fierce nod.