THE WATERS EVER CHANGE ☆ evarhi

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

Aurum had noticed recently that there was a new member in Tanglewood. That in and of itself wasn't strange, but what was interesting was that this new member had wings. The proxy had wings, yes, but he didn't have wings like Evarhi. No, where Evarhi's were wide and draconic, Aurum's were light and feathered. Despite this, the angel knew that both sets of wings would carry both of them just fine. He had found himself wondering, however, if Evarhi knew how to use his wings. Evarhi was only a boy, and although Aurum's wings had developed later in life, it had been a steep learning curve for him to learn how to fly properly with them. A curve that had only grown even more steep when Aurum had lost one of his eyes, knocking off his depth perception considerably. He had eventually adapted, but he had spent several days after the Beck incident struggling to regain the usual casual nature of flight, fighting against the way his mind perceived the world slightly wrong. Hopefully Evarhi wouldn't have any such worries, but Aurum also felt as though it would be good to be prepared. Flight could be infinitely useful, not only for getting around quickly, but also getting away from danger quickly. A skill that was very useful for a boy such as Evarhi.

So, once Aurum had regained his ability to shift into his winged lion form, he had gone to seek out Evarhi, asking around to figure out where the other had decided to settle. There were many empty houses still within Tanglewood, so it really could've been anywhere. When he eventually figured out where the other was, he made his way there slowly, stretching out his wings and preparing them for the potential exercise of a full lesson. Raising a paw, the proxy knocked against the door he had been directed to, rumbling softly as he did so, "Evarhi? You in there? It's Aurum. I was wondering if you knew how to fly with those wings of yours... and if you didn't, I figured I'd offer some lessons." That was simple enough, and to the point, which seemed like the kind of communication someone like Evarhi would appreciate.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.

[EVARHI]

EVARHI

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got nothing to prove -

evarhi niazai lingre
tanglewood



pronounced: (ev-are-ee)

general
male - aquatic draconic serval (albino, green, black) - 5 months - Regina Niazai x Bai Shi Lingre - no crush - no mentor

powers
none

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but don’t make me show you i got nothing to lose —


Evarhi wasn’t looking for a dad, he wasn’t looking for a mother, a father, a friend, a brother, a sister, or even an accomplice. He was looking for a place to call his own and within tanglewood he had found this tiny little place.

Although he could be seen interacting within the group, Evarhi preferred to be alone in his empty and barren home. There wasn’t anything in it but it was his. This alone was more than what he had back in his homelands. The thing was, when Ev was alone he wanted to remain so until he decided otherwise.

So Aurum’s knock was far from welcomed. Not that he was doing anything highly important other than chewing his paw or gnawing on some bones. Either way it did surprise him and the boy despised being caught off guard. Huffing he would walk across the room, his paws kicking leaves and whatever dirt that managed to make its way in.

His ears pinned against his head as he stood by the door deciding if he wanted to open it. There wasn’t any harm if he did... it’s just Aurum had been there when Beck has scared him. That was a very embarrassing moment for the little dragon.

Grunting he would bite into the rope he had tied around the door nob and pulled it to open. His eyes narrowed, “What do you want?”

One thing was for sure, Evarhi desperately needed flying lessons. His wings only ever grew larger and larger every day and dropped farther and farther down from disuse. He wouldn’t admit it, but they often ached from their awkward position and he had trouble holding them up for long.

[sup][w]isker[/sup]

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

It wasn't really surprising for Aurum, being greeted by a negative reaction from Evarhi. Although he hadn't seen much of the boy just yet, their first encounter hadn't exactly made a stellar impression. Yes, perhaps Beck had been a little reckless in scaring the kid his first day in, but Evarhi didn't need to react with violence. It didn't matter that Beck hadn't been hurt thanks to his status as a poltergeist – the intent had certainly been there. Despite this, Aurum also knew that Evarhi was merely a boy, and he probably had a lot of growing to do. Because of this, he chose not to be too harsh on him, even now. Instead of responding with his own hostility when Evarhi opened the door, Aurum just smiled, his one blue eye twinkling. Head tilting to one side, the lion explained quickly, "Evarhi, I'm glad that I managed to catch you. I had no idea where else to look if you weren't here." He then raised one of his large gold and auburn wings up before he continued, demonstrating what his point in coming had been, "Anyways, the reason I'm here is for you. I was wondering if anybody had taught you how to fly yet. And if not... I thought maybe I could help out. I know our wings aren't exactly the same, but the same basic principles are still there." He wasn't yet sure if Evarhi was reckless enough to reject his teachings and then go out and try to learn on his own, but he could only hope not. Aurum had spent a long period of his life learning to fly on his own, since his wings had developed later in life, and it hadn't been an overly pleasant experience.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.

[EVARHI]

EVARHI

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got nothing to prove -

evarhi niazai lingre
tanglewood



pronounced: (ev-are-ee)

general
male - aquatic draconic serval (albino, green, black) - 5 months - Regina Niazai x Bai Shi Lingre - no crush - no mentor

powers
none

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but don’t make me show you i got nothing to lose —



As he stated up at the big brute he couldn’t help but stare at that eyepatch.

God he was fucking ugly!

Did he hear anything they said? No. But he did tune in when a bing feathery wing spread in front of him. He wanted to try that later, when no one was watching of course.

“Nobody needs to teach me anything! I already know how to fly! I... i...” he averted his eyes as they hopped around while he tried to come up with a quick lie, “I just don’t fly around you fucks because I don’t want to make you all feel bad about yourselves!”

He would step back, wings still dragging. He would snorted and stare at that single eye. Surely his confidence would cause some miracle to happen.

It took a lot of focus but he would try to recreated what Aurum had done. Singing and clenching his teeth he tried to simply raise them off the ground. They moved and flicked a little. The wings quaked like someone attempting to do a push up before falling. Just as quick they gave out and he pinned his ears back.

“What’s it to you anyways!? This another prank?”, he said defensively.

[sup][w]isker[/sup]

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

Watching Evarhi try to fumble his way through an explanation almost would've been funny, if it weren't for the anger that occasionally fueled the boy's words. Aurum didn't know how Evarhi had been taught to react in such an unpleasant way, but hopefully the other would unlearn that behavior by living in Tanglewood. Especially since the angel knew that there were certain members who wouldn't stand being talked to in such a way, and he didn't want anything unpleasant happening to one as young as Evarhi. Still stretching his wings out slightly, the lion snorted before he said softly, his one blue eye focused on the serval unsuccessfully trying to lift his wings, "Yeah, I'm sure that's true. But normally you need to be able to lift your wings in order to flap them." He then met Evarhi's eyes, a warm smile upon his muzzle before he continued, "This isn't any sort of prank. I just thought you'd want some help, since you're new around here, and you're so young..."

Evarhi was hardly the first young joiner that Tanglewood had ever had, but each one that arrived did have a tendency to fill Aurum with a sense of worry. Where were their parents, and how had they ended up here? Tanglewood wasn't a bad place for anyone, but surely they had family out there who missed them, right? He usually calmed his frantic mind by reminding himself that it was sometimes necessary to leave your home. After all, he had left his home for Tanglewood all those months ago, and he was better for it.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.