10-08-2018, 02:28 PM
Moonshadow was usually careful not to cross anyone else's patrol paths while he was out, making sure he could be somewhere that was obviously not occupied to double their efforts. Still, he probably covered their entire territory more than was necessary, especially now when he had to be on the look out for those dreaded "joiners". There would probably never be a time the magus would ever be okay with the outsiders joining their ranks, his severe mistrust would forever taint any sorts of bond.
Still, personal feelings could not get in the way of how he worked. If his mother, and now Runicflare, said to accept the outsiders so it would help the future of the Realm, then he would reluctantly do as they said. Both because he trusted their judgement, and because of the position one held and the other holds currently. And so, in this particular outing, the sound of an unfamiliar voice singing caught his attention rather quickly. Due to his heightened senses, which he only channeled through his hearing currently, the singing was actually a lot further off than it sounded.
By time he arrived, he saw his sister beat him to it. He stepped off the root he'd climbed over, right behind the feline. He shared a glance with his sister, but this pipsqueak was no threat, he could see that on his own. But with the super friendly approach to strangers, he wasn't exactly pleased with. Another conversation for another time, though. His gaze dropped to the smaller being there. All these newcomers were so small, he hoped he wouldn't step on them. Or maybe he hoped that he did - he could use it as another reason why having them around camp was such a bad idea. With a heavy sigh to announce his presence if it hadn't been known before, he sat down and casually conjured a knife to his paws. He didn't do anything with it, yet.
"This is the Recondite Realm. Yes, there are more of us. No, you cannot sing again. Will you explain your reasons for being here or will we have to escort you from our forest?"
Still, personal feelings could not get in the way of how he worked. If his mother, and now Runicflare, said to accept the outsiders so it would help the future of the Realm, then he would reluctantly do as they said. Both because he trusted their judgement, and because of the position one held and the other holds currently. And so, in this particular outing, the sound of an unfamiliar voice singing caught his attention rather quickly. Due to his heightened senses, which he only channeled through his hearing currently, the singing was actually a lot further off than it sounded.
By time he arrived, he saw his sister beat him to it. He stepped off the root he'd climbed over, right behind the feline. He shared a glance with his sister, but this pipsqueak was no threat, he could see that on his own. But with the super friendly approach to strangers, he wasn't exactly pleased with. Another conversation for another time, though. His gaze dropped to the smaller being there. All these newcomers were so small, he hoped he wouldn't step on them. Or maybe he hoped that he did - he could use it as another reason why having them around camp was such a bad idea. With a heavy sigh to announce his presence if it hadn't been known before, he sat down and casually conjured a knife to his paws. He didn't do anything with it, yet.
"This is the Recondite Realm. Yes, there are more of us. No, you cannot sing again. Will you explain your reasons for being here or will we have to escort you from our forest?"
i just be here and there