different but the same - open; wanderer

[ATTICUS]

▹▹▹▹ It wasn't hard to hear the commotion, yet Atticus still sighed inwardly as he dragged himself up to his paws and brought himself to join the small group of Ascendants members that were now taking to surrounding the trespasser of a lion. He had to say he couldn't necessarily disagree with anything that had been said, but as the melanistic jaguar took up a place, his golden eyes quietly looking over the form of this strange wanderer, he brought himself to sit. A moment of silence passed, as though he were not going to say anything of the sort, to let Onison handle the matter himself, but instead, he gently took a breath in, lifting his head slightly to speak. "An impressive weapon," he began softly, his voice a low rumble as he softly dipped his head towards the stranger's sword, a fine blade that he frankly, yes, was envious of. He had lost his own some while ago, and the sight of it now was just a stark reminder of what he was missing. "I've no doubt you have experience with it," he continued, seemingly off topic with what was at hand here, but just as quickly, he dove into business.

"You are in Ascendants territory. We only argue that the prey you now took belongs to our territory," Of course, this was very much up to debate, getting far too much into ethics and the philosophy of what dictated life to belong to a specific area of territory, but.... Well, he wasn't going to get into it. "I only ask that you lower your sword while we discuss this," he added, lifting a paw to gently gesture to the sword, as if he himself could (not that he would) reach out to physically lower it. "We will not strike, so long as you do not."

/rushed <3

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