MY AGE HAS NEVER MADE ME WISE // LOST

[Daunte]

The ashes fell like snow

Daunte — Male — The Ascendants — Observer — Very Difficult

The massive crystalline scaled dragon had noticed his clanmates moving towards a location, and while his own sense of smell wasn't particularly strong he assumed it meant someone had arrived. Whether they were a joiner, a threat, or something else entirely Daunte had to admit that he was intrigued. The winged beast rose high into the air until he spotted the location of his new allies and moments later he was gliding in the direction of the other creatures who he had personally vowed to defend to the death in an effort to give himself purpose.

The flaps of his scaled wings sent intense gusts of wind down on the area nearby the small gathering of individuals before finally the draconic creature landed with a rumbling ground shaking thud. The large reptillian made his way closer on foot now, having landed slightly away from the group to avoid causing any issues for the smaller ones who seemed to be there. His thoughts were racing with what could possibly be going on with the tiger that had shown up. While everything still appeared to amicable, it was also apparent that there was still a clear divide between the Ascendants and the newcomer.

Daunte arrived to hear Roy asking to be persuaded to join the group. Truthfully his argument was rather solid and the male held himself with a certain undeniable confidence. The dragon already liked the newcomer, although it appeared that convincing the large feline would be the hurdle to keeping him within the Ascendants. The more members the group had though the better it would be. It meant they would be stronger and have one more member to protect their way of life, and also a potential new friend to share the weight of the world with. Surely Starrynight and the others were aware of that fact, but regardless Daunte decided it was best if he stepped in after Bastillepaw's rather spiky response.

"Beg him to join wouldn't be the right way approach it but you'd be a fool not to recognize his usefulness to us," the dragon spoke, voice rumbling from deep within his chest as he gazed upon Bastille. The dragon's purple-gold eyes swiveled to focus on the tiger who appeared to be the star of the show in the current moment. "There are few places you'll find here that have our peaceful way of life and would fight to the death to defend it. Here you won't have to sleep with both eyes open in fear of enemies or your own allies betraying you," the towering dragon explained, looking down at the Sumatran feline with interest.

Then the dragon lowered his head slightly so that he was closer to the former alchemist. "More importantly if you don't stand with us then one day you might very well stand against us, and the stars rain down divine wrath. Daunte Nakriin, by the way," the crystalline winged beast subtly implied, showing the tiger that the group was no pushovers despite leading a peaceful existence. Daunte would very much prefer to stand with the confident male, but it was clear that he was equally prepared to do the opposite if Mustang eventually decided to side with one of the other groups that was a thread to their way of life. Hopefully the argument would be an easy decision for someone who the dragon recognized as seeming quite intelligent.

#psychosocial.