places we won't walk / rosebloods visitor

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]prestige couldn't help but break his focus upon sola's arrival, head swiveling around to her and ears perking. seemed she'd been following as well, though hadn't meant to interfere. the tom smiled lightly at her before returning his attention to the group, eyes locking onto pincher upon his approach.

"pleasure to meet you." the adviser murmured. "we have no allies, and as far as i know the typhoon is the only one we are seeking." he paused. hopefully sola had his back on this; it would be embarrassing to propose an alliance then be shot down by your leader. prestige flicked his tail, and though he wanted to turn back to sola again in search of support, he opted to keep going. he could handle this. "though if anything changes regarding potential alliances, we will be sure to let you know."