Worn hooves made their way down into the only the home of the fearsome Grey. A band that Locket had known nothing of until recently, when they came in numbers and swept away the remains of Jackal's control. In a blink of an eye Locket's whole world had been turned on it's head and the panda boy didn't quite know whether he was happy or sad. He was certain of his loyalty, the two sisters had proven to be more than capable Leaders and Locket was proud to follow them, but he couldn't help but yearn after his former life as a vagabond. With no boundaries and no complicated conflicts, but the Warrior that when he entered Helovia it wasn't going to be easy. Adapting to herd life after years of travelling was never going to be a walk in the park and Locket would continue to persevere at this new life he had chosen. After all, his mother had always taught him to wait for the best things and if he worked hard enough then greatness would come to him.

As the ground levelled out he heard the shattering call of Ophelia across the land and alabaster ears pricked to her voice. He wasn't far away. With a swift transition Locket picked up his gait from a smooth trot into a bouncy canter, curly tail characteristically held high in the air. He rounded a few bends, passed the odd tree before coming into sight of the gathering herd. The warrior fell into a halt beside his General and gave the prisoner a stern look, it seemed trouble was still afoot and anger was strong in the air. He thought the fool who called himself Tonka would be wise to keep his mouth shut, it seemed this little band he was part of was already in a great deal of trouble and Locket took note to memorize the names Ophelia gave. The role he had obtained now felt different to that of just a general warrior, 'executioner' had a more horror like touch to it but Locket liked the way it sounded.

The panda boy then turned to their new Storyteller and he dipped his head in respect, listening with curiosity to her words. Be watchful? Just what was coming that caused the Earth God to give such a warning. A dark foreboding crept upon Locket that made him shiver, he asked no questions of her as Archibald seemed to have echoed his thoughts anyway. Lastly Locket noted the others presented and gave each a nod of hello, most notably to Ailith who Locket remembered from the battle, he was happy she had been accepted. The remnants of the old herd still had brave souls.

He considered his next words then before moving to look at Ophelia and then to Ktulu. He was specifically lead by the darker of the sisters and he knew very little of the Constrictor but he stood to attention in a salute like fashion. "I will go wherever you command" he said in his strange accent that consisted of roguish tones and oddly pronounced letters that echoed their Mason's words. If they wanted him to defend their home, he would defend, if he was wanted in another land he would go. Locket was a practical stallion and argued very little.