02-16-2023, 04:24 PM
Raymond had joined after the battle. He had no clue what occurred, but by the conversation he had when joining, he could tell that The Typhoon and Tanglewood had tension. It left him in a rough spot. What could he do about his father if he was seen as an enemy? So far, he wasn't quite sure. That was something for him to contemplate. In the meantime though, there were other things to do. He had to tidy up his home, gather some furniture, and then go back into his reclusive state. Even so, he was starting to grow hungry. The animal who escorted him showed him a tavern in the territory that had a stash of prepared food, along with drinks to indulge into. While he had no interest in alcoholic beverages, as he had never experimented, he found his stomach drifting towards the sweet smells of the tavern in no time.
He pushed through the double doors of the tavern expecting a crowd, but only found a lonely soul at the counter slumped over and in tears. Raymond paused. His ears pinned back. The cold panther found himself considering leaving, but instead, he moved forward. He couldn't help but resonate with the pain she was displaying, despite his façade of ignorance. That resulted in him pulling up next to her. A paw attempted to lightly land on her shoulder and pull her in, letting her head rest on his chest.
Whether or not he was successful in his movement, he craned his head to the side (and, if successful, it would lean against hers). Before he spoke, he considered his options. An introduction seemed ingenuine. A 'sorry' seemed ignorant. So, instead, he went with something else. "I am here for you, darling," came his soothing tone. "Do you want to talk about what's got feeling you so... this?" His other paw raised and gestured up and down towards her.
He pushed through the double doors of the tavern expecting a crowd, but only found a lonely soul at the counter slumped over and in tears. Raymond paused. His ears pinned back. The cold panther found himself considering leaving, but instead, he moved forward. He couldn't help but resonate with the pain she was displaying, despite his façade of ignorance. That resulted in him pulling up next to her. A paw attempted to lightly land on her shoulder and pull her in, letting her head rest on his chest.
Whether or not he was successful in his movement, he craned his head to the side (and, if successful, it would lean against hers). Before he spoke, he considered his options. An introduction seemed ingenuine. A 'sorry' seemed ignorant. So, instead, he went with something else. "I am here for you, darling," came his soothing tone. "Do you want to talk about what's got feeling you so... this?" His other paw raised and gestured up and down towards her.