YOU'LL BE THE FILTH I WASH AWAY // Typhoon Ambassador Visit

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]the fire had certainly been a surprise and large point of suspicion, from many in the rosebloods including prestige. he would have set on a hunt; the group had been devastated after all, losing nearly everything important to them and more. to the pharaoh, his member's safety was far more important than the identity of the fire setter, when it could have been caused naturally. there were no trails to follow, no leads to which they could attempt to figure it out, so he merely let it be.

prestige approached the group with perked ears, surprised caesar had been able to find their new home so quickly. perhaps he was just very informed, perhaps he just managed to pick up the vague scent trails. the snow leopard offered a light smile to the officer. "thank you," he murmured. "pincher was kind enough to bring us supplies before we made the journey here. we're settling in well thanks to the typhoon's help. we'd be happy to return the favor."

the male twitched his tail for a few moments, dropping his gaze briefly to the gift basket, before looking back to caesar. "is there anything we can get you while you're here? you're welcome to rest some before you go." prestige nodded toward their grotto. it was definitely a long way from the safety of paradise island to the thick rainforest of their snug little canyon.