blossoming relations || COTC VISIT

[aesior]

EVERY GRIN WE SHARE IS LIKE.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

The bond between two was something the Luminary also considered important. He'd seen how his own group had responded to the brutal murder of Ximen, he'd seen how they rallied and called for justice. He'd seen how the Coalition had responded in kind. They gave them their justice in some sense. They gave them the chance to recover and grieve the Reaper's death. Such bonds were important and if he wasn't busy still tallying up the body count and rearranging misplaced families, he would have visited the Coalition himself to announce his leadership. Gods help him, he still needed to travel to each group and inform them that he was the latest Luminary of Tanglewood. It still put him on edge, the fact that he was the one to hold that rank.

Working nearby, the sound of Kiara's cold voice washed over his ears and pulled the brute from his work of pulling younger trees back upright with the aid of other big-bodied Tanglers. Panting, the male donning his fearsome lion body, though his strongest if not the one he hated most, would pad over. Coughing, he would frown at the sight of Romulus just outside of their borders.

Fixing his wooden mask to properly cover his face, knocked askew from his activities, he would inhale and respond, "Ah. Romulus. What brings you to Tanglewood today? Are things well in the Coalition?", he spoke, his voice rough and sounding like gravel lined his throat.

Expression twisting as his voice grated in his ears, shaking himself, careful of accidentally splattering either of the other two with the mud that soaked his body almost up to his chin. His poor veil was absolutely drenched in the mud and muddy water, churned by the many paws that were working together to correct the damages. Looking around them, he sighed, "I don't know if you'll recognise me as I am, but I am Aesior. The newest Luminary to call this place home, replacing Corrupttimelines and Firefly before him. Had this storm not hit, I would have already made my way to your borders to introduce myself and make alliance arrangements. Though by the fact you are upon my borders, I would hope that we share a similar thought."

A PRAYER COMMITTED TO THE SONG WE SING.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.

credit @/teef