12-03-2018, 11:43 PM
―――― The last time they had seen Sunhaven, it was on better terms, but it perhaps did not end in how either party expected it to go. When Sunhaven had left the Ascendants territory, it had been without an answer, some amount of insult, and a decision for Ascendants to make. Whether or not to make them neutrals again. For Atticus, the answer had been simple. For Agathe, the answer had been woven into uncertainty after witnessing war, battles, and grudges that the iron-woman could not easily let go. But Agathe had gone, and left Atticus there to lead them. Now, he was going to try and do that. With his paws lightly touching the edges of the border, the melanistic jaguar paused and drew in a slow breath, exhaling slowly to steady himself as he straightened his gaze forward and sat his haunches down, sitting tall and proper as his gaze wandered, looking out for any approaching Sunhaveners. "I would like to speak to your Helion, Buckingham, if he is present," he would call out, his voice steady and certain. "I am Atticus, the new Astral Seraph of the Ascendants. Agathe has left us, and with it, I have an answer to the matter of alliances, if you would still hear it." He put his cards on the table, finding no point in waiting and dodging around the topic. He was here for one purpose, and he would leave only when it was finished.