boat race | open | run across the swamp

[Alexandre]

— alexandre f.m.r

The feline offered a genuine smile in response. They were pleased by that answer, clearly. "I promise," they cooed back. Alexandre looked between the two momentarily, offering a crane of his head in response. For a moment, they wondered why the two suspected Tanglewood's involvement, especially after being tied together as allies for so long and having shared families. Perhaps he had spoken too much during his visit, but Aesior couldn't be so naïve, could he? The thought crossed their mind as they sat silent, waiting for a command.

Oh well. Another day, another drama. Just not as drastic.