EST-CE QUE JE TAIME ?
J'SAIS PAS SI JE TIME

Ah, what a miserable little place to find himself in. A swamp. Truly, Louis Altair couldn't think of a worse place to trudge his way through. Seriously, how could anyone live comfortably here when they had to walk around in this sludge? In a way, the awfulness of this situation was almost... charming. Somehow. It was a good thing his legs were like tall stilts, keeping the rest of his body clean and out of the slushy mud for the most part.

So if he found this place so terribly unpleasant, why was he here? Well, Louis was on a quest of sorts, he supposed. Although it had been quite some time since he last saw his friends, he had hope that they were on this island somewhere... they had to be. Before a blizzard had come in to ruin everything, the four had been inseparable, wandering the land, singing together and having adventures. Then, within hours, he had lost it all. If only Lou hadn't gotten lost while scavenging then maybe... maybe they would still be together.

Shaking his head furiously as tears brimmed at the edges of his sea green eyes, he decided he needed some sort of distraction while he made his way towards the group known as Tanglewood. Taking in a breath, the maned wolf would do the one of the few things he believed he was good at- singing. "Et tous ces mots sales." The beast would trill in french as he walked along. "Qui remuent et qui sont mal. En buvant nous trinquons..." He paused to glance up at the trees, taking another breath. "Des paroles sans intention..."

Just as he was about to belt out another several lines, there was movement in the corner of his eye and the male would stop dead in his tracks. Eyes narrowing, Lou's maw would part as he made to speak. "Qui est là?" He would ask first in french before realizing what he had done, repeating what he had said in english. "Who's there?"

Sophiea had began to heal ever since that fateful day where she had dragged herself back home, she could've died that day but Aurum and Goldenluxury had come to her aid. Which she was grateful for, a soft sigh would leave her lips deciding that she should probably try hunting again. The small woman wanted to use those arrows that she usually took from her cousin and he didn't seem to make any qualms about it like he had before. Her screech owl would follow her as he flew above, she wishes that she could join him but Stryker had plucked off all her flight feathers one by one before causing damage to her tiny body... She could have died, she was well aware of it but she chose not to dwell on these thoughts as she adjusted her satchel at her side "Maybe I'll find a rabbit if I'm lucky," She mumbled to herself quietly as she tapped a claw on her chin, she would move along the tree roots to avoid the muck that the swamp was known for having whilst Archimedes flew above her occassionally diving and brushing against the foliage that surrounded them.

But then the sound of singing would make her stop briefly with her tufted ears swiveling to get a good hear and try figuring out what direction it was coming from. Archimedes seemed to hear it too as he flew closer to Soph, her eyes narrowing as she continued to make her way through the roots a bit faster. Ah, it was someone who was singing in French. The fur along her spine would lift up and she glanced over to Archimedes who had landed on her back "It seems a fox on stilts has stumbled upon our home. Archimedes, be a dear and introduce yourself." She whispered quietly to the screech owl who would throw himself into the air with a powerful flap of his wings, the owl would fly above spotting the maned wolf before diving forward. The owl would fly in front of Louis' face screeching loudly to distract the larger predator, Sophiea took the chance and was moving from behind holding one of her arrows in her jaws.

Without much of a word, she would leap forward aiming to land on Louis' back and push his face into the ground if she succeeded did she take the chance to point the arrows tip to his face with her teeth gritted. Her ears pressed flat against her skull as she hissed through her weapon of choice "Who are you? State your business immediately." Her screech owl would fly over the duo only to land on a nearby trees branch watching the pair with a tilted head, Archimedes let out a soft shriek. Alright, so maybe Sophiea was acting a bit rash but the guy was trespassing and frankly, after the whole war... She couldn't help but not be wary of those who entered her home.

EST-CE QUE JE TAIME ?
J'SAIS PAS SI JE TAIME

Getting his shit kicked in was definitely not on the high priority list today- or any day, really. Louis considered himself a pretty peaceful being when he had the ability to choose the non-violent way out. If he could figure out a way to get out alive without using his claws and teeth, one that didn't end up with him getting pinned to the ground, he would go for it.

Of course, right now, he didn't have that option.

The sound of wings above him should have been his first sign to get the hell out, but the englishman was no prophet. He couldn't possibly foresee what was about to happen. As Archimedes flew in front of his face, screeching, Lou became frozen in place, ears flatting and face attempting to turn away from the owl as feathers flew in his face. "Fuck!" He would curse, growling. "What's th' matter wit you? Leave me alone!" The maned wolf's first thought was that there was a nest nearby that he had somehow gotten too close to, but he was very far off, based on what would happen next. Before Louis could move to protect himself, he found himself getting shoved face-first into the mud, a loud yelp coming from his throat as landed. Struggling underneath the feline, his ears would prick as she spoke.

"Who are you? State your business immediately."

Ah, another one from his homeland, what a coincidence- unfortunately, in this case. Forcefully pushing his head up and out of the mud against her weight, he let out a small hiss as the arrow pricked his cheek in the process, causing blood to run down his now mud-covered face. "I... don't think... this i-... is any way to greet a very peaceful guest... I me... I mean really... I wasn't even doing anything!" Louis would huff, spitting mud out of his mouth before he spoke again. "But if you must know... my name's Louis Altair. I'm just... visiting." The beast would grunt before allowing his head to be shoved down by her force again, ears flattening against his skull.

Sophiea Pendragon felt proud to say the least, she had managed to take down someone who was a lot larger than her though she did her best to hide her pride as she held him down with her paws and the arrow pointed towards the large canid creature that now laid within the muck that belonged to the swamp. Her ears still pressed flat against her skull, she was both proud of herself and Archimedes for taking down the large maned wolf. She took a deep breath hearing as he would speak about how this wasn't an appropriate way of greeting a peaceful guest, well, trespasser in her eyes. Sophiea noticed that he was from her homeland given the accent, she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks but she kept him there as her tail wiggled angrily to the sides. "You were trespassing on my home so, yes, I'd like to know you twat."

She noticed that he had moved causing the arrow to prick his skin and blood to roll down his cheek, well, that wouldn't leave a mark so it didn't concern her. Sophiea would scowl quietly until the maned wolf would finally introduce himself as Louis Altair. It was a charming name but it didn't seem like the man was the brightest crayon in the box, she let out a low huff only to pull the arrow away from his face and leap off of him before he could attempt anything. She'd land on the roots of a tree as her gaze stared daggers into the larger brute, Sophiea would clear her throat "I see... Well, I apologize for my rather brash actions." She would slip the arrow into her satchel, Sophiea shuffled her paws for a moment before deciding that she should introduce herself after apologizing "I'm Sophiea Pendragon and you're on Tanglewood lands, peaceful visitor."

A R E S

"Why does everyone have to be so loud? It's insanity." Ares would huff, slowly coming up to the two. The child could hardly be considered such now - she seemed to stand strong and resolute against her own tiredness. 5 or 6 months old and already appearing to be a strong member of Tanglewood.

Still, she had her moments. "Hello." She worded lightly, looking from Sophiea and Louis. "My name is Ares - I am a kid in Tanglewood."


"Speech"