THIS IS ME // Ascendants Ambassador Visit

[HAMMOND]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Rosebloods, Pitt, Sunhaven, so many other groups that inhabited the world yet he'd never heard of the Ascendants. Even if knowledge of which clans lived where would be terribly beneficial, Axle had never bothered seeking it out for he had no intentions of joining a bigger group, even temporarily. Smelling Atbash on the borders therefore brought his mind to mither about the legitimacy of her intentions, being able to pinpoint when a scent belonged to a collective group as opposed to an individual. He approached, honey eyes watching sternly for any signs of aggression or misdemeanor, wondering if he should take better note of the apparent nervousness the other showed. 

This was hard. No amount of greeting joiners and allies could prepare him for 'clan life', everyone was a threat lest they proved otherwise. Sometimes, in the case of the Rosebloods, even a clans supposed friends could turn out to be nothing more than monsters. Had he been a proud creature, an 'I told you so' would've been in order, but with a loss of life stemming from bad interactions with an ally, it felt immoral to focus on himself. "Mm," he grunted, breaking himself out of his unnecessary thoughts as he hoped that'd be enough to prompt Atbash to talk. She'd gotten his attention at least.