my songs know - p; atticus

[rhosmari]

"Atticus?" The woman's strong vocals sounded out as she made her way through the swamp. Her eyes widening a bit as she thought about the most recent troubles circulating around Tanglewood. Mainly the ones having to deal with the Pitt. She felt responsible for the problems. She felt it was in her shoulders and she never even got to weigh in on the decision making even though she was the deputy and all because of her stupid injuries. Sometimes her head still hurt or she would get sudden nausea but for the most part she felt fine. She was fine. But she had a feeling that Atticus was less than fine. And with that knowledge she was sorry. She never thought she would be harassed on the Pitt border and told by many to leave before she could even get her conversation finished with their leader. Nor did she think she could potentially be attacked. But she also knew that that was the wolf's home.

Maybe he was feeling less welcomed in Tanglewood. Which she didn't want even with her own mindset of family ties and their chosen loyalties. Atticus had done so much for Tanglewood and risked his life for them. Had actually faced Stryker when no one else would much like herself. And from what she had been told he had helped save her life. Breathing in softly she paused along the shoreline and tilted her head a bit, eyes of blue shifting before she saw his shape. He was alone. "Ah, Atticus! She came to check up on him. She knows that things have been a little rough lately but she wanted to make sure that he was okay. She's....sorry about what happened with the Pitt though. She should have just left when she had the chance."

[member=11957]ATTICUS ROUX[/member]

[Atticus Roux]

With his name being paraded across the territory, pointed and jagged ears flattened against the back of his head. He didn't want to talk. Not after... everything. Atticus felt thrown aside and used for an unknown agenda. He wanted to truly believe that Atticus benefitted Tanglewood and risked his life for a good cause, but others thought differently and Aurum threw him aside as a result. The canine, the former Tanglewood member, felt uneasy. To hear Elsweyr's call only made a growl rumble from the back of his throat. He dropped his things out of jaws. The clatter of possessions was deafened by the shoreline, but his audible sigh was not.

Golden eyes shifted up from the floor. His weary details turned to face Elsweyr with a disgruntled expression donning his features. "I'll be fine," he murmured. "Just need to rethink my position." His tail flicked in annoyance. "I'm not exactly fond of the way my efforts were thrown aside." For someone who risked his life to save Tanglewood and saved their deputy, he thought he would have at least be met with decency. Apparently not though.

"You did nothing wrong, Elsweyr," came his reassuring tone. "Dante is at fault. Do not blame yourself for his shitfaced, druggie bullshit." One man's actions would not reflect The Pitt's intent, nor would it inflict a war between the two groups. Atticus would cease to see it.