F R I E N D S — M+G

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One of the perks of being a demon is if he didn't over work himself, Ren didn't need to sleep. He didn't have to consume substances and thus didn't produce waste in order to keep his rugged form healthy and prosperous either. However, he will admit eating delicious food is nice and sleeping was just as pleasant. Not to mention, it was a nice way to pass the time without growing bored or lonely. Last night, he felt like shutting his eyes for a moment and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep. It wasn't his intentions, but it wasn't like he minded anyways. Dark red eyes fluttered open only to close back once more when he was blinded by light peaking through, a groan passing through his lips. Using his paw as a shield and blinking hard, it took him a while to regain his sight before he rose to this paws and stretched. Yawning, he then gave himself a shake, momentarily losing his balance though swiftly regaining it once more. He was careful with his movements as he walked around his shared room as to not wake Delilah if she hadn't already been up. Navigating towards the door, pointed ears perked up at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. Still half-asleep, it took the lynx a couple minutes to register what she was saying. When it finally clicked, he decided to introduced himself as he held back yet another yawn.

Spotting Aineias from the corner of his eye, Ren started to make his way over to her. She appeared tired... Did she not sleep? Or perhaps she slept but it wasn't very good? It's none of his concern whichever case it may be. As he approached, the scarred wildcat hummed, serving it as both an indication of him going to speak and announcing his arrival. "Good morning, Aineias." He first greeted her as he sat down, large paws tucked close to his frame and posture proper and stiff. The greet was then followed by a dip of his head respectfully as he continued, "I am Renegadeanthem, however, Ren or Renegade will do." He spoke in his usual formal manner as dark red eyes were slightly lidded, the only indication of him just waking up not too long ago. "Welcome to Tanglewood. I hope... you like it here." The pause was him reminding his tired brain he was in the middle of speaking and that stopping there would be unusual.