Polaris did, indeed, have a motherfucking river, and Eythan was grateful for that. His wrestling match with Imperia had left him a thirsty bitch and that shit required slaking. Delicately as possible (i.e. hanging onto the steep bank with his ass and with his wings all the way out) he took a good long sip and turned away to go back to the ring.

Just as he about made it to the fight club happening, there was a loud chirp that sounded more like a shrill squeal. Definitely bird, but also definitely familiar. Familiar along the lines of Aure, but that one was elsewhere. The sound was just barely hiking above the level of the crystal river, and sounded like it came from that way as well.

So, dumbass he was, Eythan began to trot towards the river, peering over the edge just where Tahlia would happen to be.

Eythan didn't have time to even think of the word--- "FUCK!" His ears immediately pinned back, bracing himself for the oncoming verbal assault on his very eardrums. The gryphon, now sopping wet and with a little sister shrieking into his face, scampered backward and shook himself. No amount of head-shaking and moving away could save his poor hearing. For a moment, every other sound in Polaris seemed muffled save for the persistent ringing obliterating the newly-formed headache he had. Least to say, he was in a "HOLY SHIT!" state of being.

A conveniently falling rock was the final nail in the goddamn coffin for Tahlia. Whilst the wyvern was shaking herself off, Eythan was already formulating a plan. He only briefly waited for her to speak --- still in a muffled, unintelligble manner, mind you --- before hunkering down. "I'm going to kick your fuckin' ass for that, you little shitgremlin!" Starting right in with the insults, the gryphon barreled head-long into his sibling with a mock-roar of pure, brotherly fury.