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He’s heard of the party Malphas had hosted though he didn’t attend for previously mentioned reasons. He knew others have and despite not seeing eye to eye when it came to such a lively ocassion, he refrained from spoiling the mood. Malphas must have worked hard to put it together in the first place... It would be rude of him to speak poorly of it. He was more accustomed to quiet places, hence why he was taking a stroll through the territory; his companions the faint buzz of insects and his thoughts... And flower petals? He blinked his eyes a couple times, head tilted to the side as he stared down at the petals, a sign Delilah was close or has past through here. He hummed to himself, acknowleging the petals though doing nothing about it. She was probably sleeping or studying various remedies for wounds so he didn’t want to disturb her. At least, that’s what he thought she was doing. So you could imagine his surprise to see her looking up at the sky with a half-drunken bottle of vodka within arms length. A single hiccup let him know just how drunk she was and he forced himself not to bring his paw to hos face and sigh.
Inhaling slowly, Ren walked over to join her, dark red eyes gazing down at her softly as invisible brows furrowed in mild concern. “Miss Ever- Delilah,” he corrected himself. “You’re drunk.” He knew this but did she? Just how out of it was she? Much like a lot of things he’s come to notice, he had no idea what to do in this situation.
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Ren wasn’t a party kind of guy nor did he think he was. Gatherings such as parties were loud and had the possibility of getting out of hand at an alarming speed. It was nice in theory, however: individuals gathering to get to know each other better and have fun. The lynx wouldn’t be able to relax in such an environment but dropping in for a few minutes wouldn’t hurt anyone. He has no intentions of staying and no amount of persuasion would deter him, but he couldn’t help but be curious as to what it was like. Primarily the kinds of foods and drinks. tretch;font-size:8.5pt;color:darkred;text-align:left;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:tahoma;margin-bottom:-10px;margin-left:7px;float:left;"]RENEGADEANTHEM—He’s heard of the party Malphas had hosted though he didn’t attend for previously mentioned reasons. He knew others have and despite not seeing eye to eye when it came to such a lively ocassion, he refrained from spoiling the mood. Malphas must have worked hard to put it together in the first place... It would be rude of him to speak poorly of it. He was more accustomed to quiet places, hence why he was taking a stroll through the territory; his companions the faint buzz of insects and his thoughts... And flower petals? He blinked his eyes a couple times, head tilted to the side as he stared down at the petals, a sign Delilah was close or has past through here. He hummed to himself, acknowleging the petals though doing nothing about it. She was probably sleeping or studying various remedies for wounds so he didn’t want to disturb her. At least, that’s what he thought she was doing. So you could imagine his surprise to see her looking up at the sky with a half-drunken bottle of vodka within arms length. A single hiccup let him know just how drunk she was and he forced himself not to bring his paw to hos face and sigh.
Inhaling slowly, Ren walked over to join her, dark red eyes gazing down at her softly as invisible brows furrowed in mild concern. “Miss Ever- Delilah,” he corrected himself. “You’re drunk.” He knew this but did she? Just how out of it was she? Much like a lot of things he’s come to notice, he had no idea what to do in this situation.
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