fell for these ocean eyes (✚) returning

[cavalrychoir]

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Ren had little to no ties with Tanglewood and he had no problems in letting them know this. He was grateful to them for allowing him to stay and he has no interest in stirring up any trouble for them as that would be very rude. Also inconvenient for him since he has enough to worry about and wants to take things easy. He wasn't eager to interact with his new companions, save for Delilah and possibly Zimavich, but he could be spotted every so often conversing with a couple for the sake of keeping up appearances. He wasn't used to this environment... There was a lot less screaming and shouting which was both lovely and unnerving to the brute. To be cared about and considered was peculiar and often times, he finds himself growing suspicious of them. Where he's from, nothing was done out of the kindness of someone's heart and to suddenly be in the presences of (mostly) selfless individuals was weird. It shouldn't be, he knew this, but is was and he didn't know how to respond aside from constantly being on guard.

He didn't feel this way if he was alone. Being by himself ensured other's safety and he could drop his guard to a more comfortable level. He could breath freely and not have to worry about being seen by another. And because of this, Ren spent most of his time outside the territory or in unfrequented areas within it. It was only on rare occasions did he encounter another individual, though Venus was the first person he met on his quiet walks that wasn't apart of Tanglewood. They were injured, the wildcat observed through narrowed dark red eyes. Ren saw their silver fur before their call to make their presence known. It wasn't until he drew near did he smell blood coming from their direction. That wasn't good. Were those injured caused by another or was it the result of misplaced paws? They appear to need aid, but he wasn't inept when it came to medicine. Did the feline want their help anyways? His expression remained stoic, though pointed ears were now angled forward in an attentive manner. What did they say to him when he joined? The individuals who greeted him at the border wanted to know his name and what he wanted with Tanglewood... Should he follow what they did? It seemed logical to ask who a stranger was and their business with them even if they weren't intruding on their borders. A stranger is a stranger and they should be evaluated for hostile intent. The demon gave a soft hum in acknowledgment as he stopped before Venus, hoping to cut off their path should they have continued to walk. "This is Tanglewood territory," he began, posture proper and stiff. "state your name and intentions." He finished, his deep voice rough and demanding. Seconds later, he realized his mannerism could be taken as hostile or in a negative way and he took a step back to alleviate any tension that he may have caused. "Please." He added, less asshole-y this time.