the sweetest tongue has the sharpest tooth // intro

[Romulus]

ROMULUS MALUS - KINGPIN - COTC

Despite the female's weekly routine, Romulus had yet to notice Natasha off to the side with her tools. Today just seemed different though. For once, periwinkle hues shifted off to the side as he walked through the main areas of their camp and noticed a new face among the crowd. She was right nevertheless. The leader was introverted. He found himself continuing to walk along, only to stop abruptly with a sigh. He had to say something, didn't he? As their kingpin, it was his duty.

Coming out of his shell, the leader slid on over next to the teenage fox and watched as the other worked through their items momentarily before clearing his throat. "Impressive work you have there," he offered lightly in regards to their cloak. Eyes looked the item up and down, surveying it's smaller details, such as the ripped seam she was repairing carefully. He continued to let his eyes wander. Too much so that he grew quiet as he watched her work, enticed in what she was doing. From the red-tinted pelt to the careful needle-threating, Romulus was pleased by the intricacies.

Managing to snap out of his thoughts, the leader looked over towards Zuriela and passed along a nod of greeting. "Now- I'm afraid I don't know your name, ma'am-" He looked over at Natasha, momentarily craning his head in hopes she would speak up. "-but did you see that threading of the needle, Zuriela?" came his humble question. "I couldn't imagine doing it with these." He raised a paw. They large and in charge for sure. There was no way could he work on such a small level.