06-09-2024, 07:06 PM
At the sound of another's voice, the canine's head snapped up from the ground and his gaze moved away from the crabs. His weary eyes landed upon Meteor. Montgomery did not appreciate the lion's vague and blunt statement, but kept that to himself, especially considering Meteor did remember him moments later. "You would be correct," he commented back. "I have surely seen you before when I have visited, but I do not think I ever caught your name..." At least from what he remembered. Stress could have cauysed a lapse in his memory. Even so, the new pharaoh's pelt was unlike his father's and stood out among the dark palette of the Descendants of the Departed. Perhaps it was never mentioned.
Before he could even ask the other's name, Meteor continued on. The news he had to give was quite disappointing. More so about the rations, rather than Valerius. Montgomery tried his hardest to keep his expression positive, but the corners of his mouth were already slanted downwards from exhaustion. "I'm sorry to hear that," the dog mumbled, eyes flicking over to the devastation behind them. The volcanic eruption clearly caused some trouble for their territory, but also provided some new additions, including the stepping stones. While he was usually one to point out the silver lining during hard times, he bit his tongue. There was no way Meteor would appreciate that.
He offered a frown. "But you can offer nothing to us? Even if I could offer some assistance in return?" A paw gestured at the forest. The Congregants of Genesis had a large forest and a few knocked down trees would not hurt them. A few plants couldn't hurt either as long as they weren't herb-related. "Perhaps I can offer labor and some wood if you can offer them a full stomach." Not only would it give the Descendants of the Departed a needed hand, it would give his members some purpose and allow them to eat. With his craned head, he looked expectantly at Meteor. "That's all I ask." Besides their safety, of course.
Before he could even ask the other's name, Meteor continued on. The news he had to give was quite disappointing. More so about the rations, rather than Valerius. Montgomery tried his hardest to keep his expression positive, but the corners of his mouth were already slanted downwards from exhaustion. "I'm sorry to hear that," the dog mumbled, eyes flicking over to the devastation behind them. The volcanic eruption clearly caused some trouble for their territory, but also provided some new additions, including the stepping stones. While he was usually one to point out the silver lining during hard times, he bit his tongue. There was no way Meteor would appreciate that.
He offered a frown. "But you can offer nothing to us? Even if I could offer some assistance in return?" A paw gestured at the forest. The Congregants of Genesis had a large forest and a few knocked down trees would not hurt them. A few plants couldn't hurt either as long as they weren't herb-related. "Perhaps I can offer labor and some wood if you can offer them a full stomach." Not only would it give the Descendants of the Departed a needed hand, it would give his members some purpose and allow them to eat. With his craned head, he looked expectantly at Meteor. "That's all I ask." Besides their safety, of course.
MONTGOMERY S. - ARCHON OF COG
"what have YOU done?"
✽ montgomery scarborough✽ archon (leader)
✽ congregants of genesis
✽ male, he/him
✽ tag if needed!