09-03-2018, 05:46 PM
He too had noticed the solemnness in the air, the way in which the Snowbounders seemed to look over their shoulders. There was something going on that he did not yet understand but he had seen some unsavory individuals running around as of late as well. But he had simply thought they were those of Snowbound's members. But perhaps looking deeper in the stench of those creatures he would understand that they were not members here but invaders who had sought to take these lands. His nostrils flared a bit as he took in a deep breath, body relaxed and eyes narrowed as he watched a pair of them now. The seemed to be bullying someone and his muzzle curled, smoke unfurling past large sharp sword like teeth and that got their attention. They moved off to leave the Snowbounder alone and he lifted his head up after a moment, tail swiping across the snow when he turned his gaze and saw his son flying in. His head cocked to the side and he moved lifting his massive form off of the ground to make his way over.
Talons dug into the ground, carving up the harden and frozen soil as he approached. But his eyes widened a bit, all four with pupils turning into slits as he smelled the iron tang in the air and he allowed his jaws to part, low growl funneling through his throat. His sharp gaze turned to Atbash although he as marginally certain that they were not the one whom hurt his son. His tail thudded hard against the ground, shaking the very earth as he lowered his head to press the tip of his snout against his son's shoulder. "Dii kul, wo los hi ahraan? Wo ahraan hi?" He spoke in his dragon tongue before he turned to look at Atbash once more, voice holding a searing amount of anger despite sounding so calm. "Do you have any medical herbs you can spare? Haas."
translation: Dii kul, wo los hi ahraan? Wo ahraan hi? - My son, why are you hurt? Who hurt you?
Haas - health
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #C5B358; font-size: 24px;"]— VALINOR ♛
#psychosocial.Talons dug into the ground, carving up the harden and frozen soil as he approached. But his eyes widened a bit, all four with pupils turning into slits as he smelled the iron tang in the air and he allowed his jaws to part, low growl funneling through his throat. His sharp gaze turned to Atbash although he as marginally certain that they were not the one whom hurt his son. His tail thudded hard against the ground, shaking the very earth as he lowered his head to press the tip of his snout against his son's shoulder. "Dii kul, wo los hi ahraan? Wo ahraan hi?" He spoke in his dragon tongue before he turned to look at Atbash once more, voice holding a searing amount of anger despite sounding so calm. "Do you have any medical herbs you can spare? Haas."
translation: Dii kul, wo los hi ahraan? Wo ahraan hi? - My son, why are you hurt? Who hurt you?
Haas - health
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #C5B358; font-size: 24px;"]— VALINOR ♛