AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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Quiet would appear the gray tom ahead several paces, drawn by the screech made by the other. He'd returned recently, and the other had caught his attention. Pelt bristling, he would calmly exhale, gaze flicking around as he approached Cleopatra and Sethiram, ears perked. The mute would pause some distance back before pushing forward, crouching softly as he sniffed at Seth from a distance. Patting his paw on the ground softly, he tried to catch the other's attention.
Both he and Cleopatra were Talonguards, and he was not keen on seeing unaddressed injuries even if minor. Standing up, he would dig into his satchel for a moment before withdrawing a few poppy seed from one of the bags he carried within the satchel. Finding a nearby leaf, he would deposit them on the leaf before nudging it to the younger male. Next came his notebook, a written message appearing after a moment of scribbling, "We will shelter you. We can diskus discuss more later. I will look after your hurts". He would write, turning the notebook so Sethiram could see, his nose in the air as he drank in scents. Its not that he didn't trust Cleopatra, he just wasn't sure until he knew himself.
Both he and Cleopatra were Talonguards, and he was not keen on seeing unaddressed injuries even if minor. Standing up, he would dig into his satchel for a moment before withdrawing a few poppy seed from one of the bags he carried within the satchel. Finding a nearby leaf, he would deposit them on the leaf before nudging it to the younger male. Next came his notebook, a written message appearing after a moment of scribbling, "We will shelter you. We can diskus discuss more later. I will look after your hurts". He would write, turning the notebook so Sethiram could see, his nose in the air as he drank in scents. Its not that he didn't trust Cleopatra, he just wasn't sure until he knew himself.
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THE FLOWER BURNS