Tell the World

He'd been trying to get off the vine bindings around his abdomen for hours, pulling them against the prickly branches of pines while he brushed himself repeatedly against them. He couldn't quite reach everywhere with his teeth, but they seemed so snug around his chubby form. He was fully healed, he was sure.. and ready to finally come back to Ivalice. Something told him Avalon would be furious with him, but he'd do his best to avoid the gold woman's eyes for now.

His dad had asked him to return home immediately, though the boy couldn't do that. He didn't want anyone to know that him and Ramsay had been fighting so he waited until he was fully healed to return. It'd been weeks, and he was ready. When the branch finally caught the vines and snapped their hold, they seemed to fall freely from around his form and Vadim quickly buried the evidence there below one of the trees, mangled in with the roots so perhaps even if they were found- someone would mistake them for tree growth.

When he was free, he quickly gave his whole body a shake and fluffed up his pelt.. it'd been awhile since he could move as freely as he wanted so he couldn't help but to stretch and take his time before crossing the pack borders. He'd been so alone out in the wilderness by himself that practically anyone was a welcoming face, and with a wag in his tail he'd set out to find the first member of Ivalice available to cure his boredom.