Tiny Vessels

The God's Garden wasn't a place Typhon normally went. The castle and the lands surrounding it were more than enough for him, though today he felt more aimless than usual. A soft sigh fell from his lips as he wandered, his large paws crushing herbs and vegetation beneath his paws as he went. He had little regard for plants and their uses - other wolves knew more about them than he did, and he had no real interest in beginning to learn now. Typhon could be remarkably hard-headed, though that side of him was rarely shown to his fellow kin.

Someone had gone this way recently, and he caught on to the unfamiliar smell and trailed after it. The smell belonged to a male and another creature, one he couldn't quite place, but perhaps his companion? Intrigued, he pushed on, pausing through the mess of vegetation until the dark, small figure of Rain, and his primate companion, came into view. They stood near a toppled fence, clearly busy doing something, even if Typhon couldn't quite tell what it was.

Emboldened by the fact that this was one of the Risen Empire's newest members, and Rain's status as non-family, he couldn't help but be curious what they were up to. He wasn't the best judge of emotion but he swore they looked a bit guilty, or perhaps that was just his judgmental nature getting the best of him. Frowning just slightly, he continued his approach, clearing his throat when he drew closer. "What are you two doing?" His voice held a slightly accusatory tone, despite being a simple question, but he held off from saying anything else until Rain answered him.