HEIR OF FIRE | joining

[FUBUKI]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]A near-silent hissing sound escaped the male as the other revealed her wounds to the group, though not out of aggression and instead as more of a 'damn that looks like it hurts' sort of deal. Either granny was as tough as nails and took training sessions a bit too seriously, or she wasn't kind to her inferiors, from Agathe's composure and words it was hard to tell which was more accurate. If it did end up being the latter, then her grandmother must've have been very friendly if she was willing to do that to her own flesh and blood. With such thoughts, the feline's eyes almost ended up narrowing a bit as schemes about getting his own back on the wicked elder ran through his mind - it wasn't even his family for crying out loud, though with how distance they'd been Ren wasn't sure he could blame his sudden intrigue in another animal's personal matters. Before he got the time to think about the medical situation and ponder his way into a bad idea, the female's voice got to him again.

Right, he was an Ascendant before a justice-seeker, that meant he shouldn't be focusing too hard on those things when others were around. It was rude and... goodness, why was his face heating up? Fluster building up in a wide-eyed expression as he was called out for such insolence, the male bowed his head, partly out of respect and partly to hide his shame. Normally social cues didn't bother him as much, the feline guessed it was because it was the first time a girl had called him out. "Ren," he muttered shyly, embarrassed at his own fluttering heart. So much for being cool he told himself mentally, swallowing a self-made lump in his throat. "Sorry. I thought I'd be wasting time if you were on death's door,". Not much of a comeback compared to his normal one-liners, the male sunk to the back of the line of peers, wearing a weak smirk as he began to compose himself again.