Lycan transforms into his human form, "I'm not a dog and I'm staying with Pam. I promised to protect her."

Fera seems a little surprised at the sudden new not-dog. She visibly tenses, and he can hear the trees shifting and groaning, moving.

"He's nice! I promise." Pam stares up at her, calm and clearly not worried about Fera's power.


Fera hesitates for a long moment, then sighs. "Fine." She moves aside to let the two enter.

"Thank you," Lycan walks inside still a little nervous but not willing to leave Pam's side. He glances over at Pam and smiles, "Thank you for vouching for me."

The house is half overgrown with moss, wildflowers, and ivy. It looks like at one point, it was a pretty normal house. All the amenities are clear of plants that may make usage difficult, and the plants are mostly out of the walkway, meaning there's few tripping hazards. Pam has clearly been here before, confidently walking through the house as she follows Fera.

Lycan follows Pam calmly taking mental notes of the house and the route that they are walking in the house.

Sitting on the couch, peacefully drawing a landscape with colored pencils, is a woman the same age as Fera. She has moth wings on her back, just like Fera and Pam. She's visibly wary of Lycan, but it seems more out of shyness rather than Fera's paranoia.

Lycan smiles gently in her direction, "May I ask what you're drawing?"

She shyly looks away, staying quiet. Her antennae, however, have perked, pointing in his direction, as if listening.

"From what I can see of it, am I right in guessing it's a landscape? Almost reminds me of my home before I came here."

She hesitantly nods.