SOOOOOOOOOOOOO-EEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY

Hearing Zinnia's call ring out across the Risen Empire's lands instantly caught his attention. Though he wasn't inclined to ignore it anyway, he'd be foolish to not act on her call after the conversation he'd just recently had with Malleus. He had a role to play in the Abraxas family, and he intended to fulfill it as best as he could. The faint nervousness (not that he'd ever admit that out loud) that he felt in his stomach around Zinnia had only been exacerbated by that talk, and if he'd been uncertain about talking to her now, well.. that was an entirely different story.

As nonchalant as he could muster he headed in the direction of her call, where she was hunting under the cover of aspen trees. His pace was slow and careful, and the scent of a group of tapir touched his nose as he neared her. Wondering if anyone else would come to join her, Typhon was quite pleasantly surprised when she was still alone. "Zinn," he greeted her quietly and with a dip of his head as he drew closer, keeping his voice now. Though unsure how far the prey were from them, he wasn't interested in startling them and ruining a perfectly good hunt. "Lovely day for a hunt," he added as a conversational afterthought.