It's only cause my mind's been spinning, all of this is just beginning.

[whateverthemess]

Murphy stands out in front of the barracks' open gates, turning Fidelacchius over in her hands as she looks out at the woods. She's just finished putting out a call to potential first responders - and yelling at certain parties for being massive fricking idiots. Now all that's left is to wait until people show up. If they show up

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Every first responder team needs a welcome gryphon .. No, really, they do!! :>

[bondedgryphon]

Zhaneel had heard Karrin's missive over the communicator, but she was not particularly technologically savvy so she had been unable to respond. So, the best option would be for her to show up a the main gates and see what this was all about. She was not as good a fighter as many in her Wing, but she was resolute and would try her hardest. Perhaps the people here would see her as an asset as she had started to see herself at home

[whateverthemess]

Murphy eases a step back, forcing herself not to go any farther. This... thing. Hasn't made a move to attack. It's saying it wants to help. And having someone who can fly around would be useful - if they can be trusted.

"What's your name?"

[bondedgryphon]

Zhaneel watches the woman as she takes a step back, unable to help but sigh softly. She chooses to respond to the question first and foremost. She hadn't met this woman, so she was due a reaction of this sort. It shouldn't surprise her anymore, right?

"My name is Zhaneel and I am a gryphon," she says plainly, moving to sit back on her haunches. "And please, rest easy .. I've no intention of attacking anything without justification, nor of eating anything remotely human in size or shape."

[whateverthemess]

"...Wow," Murphy whispers. "Sorry, I've never..."

It's nice that she can still be surprised. Well, not nice. Nice that she can still be awed, yes. She shifts Fidelacchius, finally slinging the strap over her shoulder again and out of the way. She's not letting her guard down just yet, but she's not about to attack someone acting so obviously non-hostile. "How long have you been here? Why haven't I seen you before?"

[bondedgryphon]

Zhaneel studies the woman curiously, although she is not so relaxed that she cannot take immediately back to the air if need be. She was finding it best to not relax so much around those in the Wood, much for her own safety as anything

[whateverthemess]

"...Ouch. Quite a welcome." Murphy slowly moves forward, breathing a quick prayer and hoping this thing - this kind of gorgeous thing - is as friendly and well-intentioned as it says. As she says. "Zhaneel. Where are you from?"

Not that Murphy really expects to recognize any names, but still. She's close now, just a step out of easy strike range. "There are humans where you're from?"

[bondedgryphon]

Zhaneel snorts softly, nodding once. "It was certainly a crash course, as it were, on what to expect of this place." Spending a day as a human had filled her with exhilaration, if she was to be honest with herself. She was not certain how soon she would wish to repeat it, as she had performed any number of social mistakes

[whateverthemess]

"Do you have any experience with organized militia or law enforcement? Anything like that?" She'll get around to asking what Zhaneel's specific skill set might be - even if the gryphon isn't much of a fighter, having someone who can fly is bound to be an asset. "And I'm sorry if this is a weird thing to ask - but can I touch you?"

[bondedgryphon]

She nods her head, not taking any fashion of offense at the question. Karrin had asked them to come together to form a sort of response team, so it was only sensible to see if those volunteering could actually help and in what ways. Though Zhaneel felt that any volunteer was helpful, she could see the merit in knowing exactly what everyone was capable of. When she answers, there is no manner of exaggeration or boasting; just a simple reply with the facts