+450 - Sorry for the wait! D: Also, itty bit of maybe powerplay. Just tell me if you don't accept it, and I'll change it. :/

Gotham hadn't really anticipated the storm. Nor had he ever expected to get snowed in like this. He hated being cooped up in one spot these days, unlike when he had been a child. It stirred a certain fear into him, like being trapped in a cage. It made him uneasy and irritable, much to the dismay of his siblings and mother. He'd kept away from the rest of the pack as they filed into the mansion, caging himself away in his bedroom when things became too crowded for his liking. He'd been in there for nearly an hour since the doors were locked, and the mansion went under a lock-down, to wait out the storm.

Now, things had quieted down. People were wandering around the mansion, and the young Phoenix boy had become fed up with his room, having memorized each corner in his few hours of self-induced captivity. Driven to a sort of madness, boy stirred from his spot on his bed, knees to his chest and arms around his legs, back flush against the headboard. After some hesitation, he crept off his bed and moved to the door of his room, disregarding his earlier shed shirt, now cast astray on his floor.

Dressed in only a pair of black cargos, fashioned to fit his tail rather neatly, he peeked his head out. Greeting him was someone standing in a nearby doorway, and he caught only the last few words of her statement. He recognised her as being a miss Nuki Rakezael, or something like that. Another Plebeian in the pack. Her dusty hued fur looked soft, and for a moment, he settled into examining her from afar, as if debating wether or not to be social.

She disappeared into the room almost as soon as he'd appeared in his own doorway, and that was what made up his mind. Better than going downstairs. It's probably packed still. Chanting a mantra of 'be cool' in his head, boy stepped out into the hallway and approached slowly, peeking into the room from nearby and perking his ears. Inside was another girl, Pixie. Boy knew her name, but that was about it. She was pretty, though, despite the slight amount of dust on her fur, probably from searching in that old dresser.

The room had been unused for many months, no doubt never used since humans had built the place. That made this room free territory, and thus, there was no reason to knock or excuse himself. He stepped in and leaned against the doorframe, silently observing for a moment before smirking and clearing his throat, not bothering to say anything. His question had already been asked by miss Nuki.