12-23-2018, 03:58 AM
―――― The Pitt. They had no friends, as far as Atticus was aware, and far more enemies. The fact that one of them was even showing up on their border was hardly cause for good news, yet the voice of Ninazu carried quickly through the territory, sending the Astral Seraph quickly to his feet and trotting across the territory towards the brightly-lit woman who drew attention to herself like a moth to a flame. What could this be now? A war threat, something more? Especially since "Adrent Ninazu" apparently had news worth sharing with the likes of them, Atticus was... less than thrilled. Still, the melanistic jaguar came to a slow stop, his steely golden eyes set like stone upon the woman for a long moment, staring her down, weighing the cadence of her words for a moment before he took a slow breath in an exhaled. "You have my attention, Ardent," his voice rumbled, his gaze briefly scanning behind the woman as if expecting some sort of attack- could anyone blame him? Yet, his head lifted slightly in a patience gaze, going so far as to sit back on his haunches slightly. By all accounts, they were enemies, but so long as Ninazu did not make the first move, he would, for now, hear her out. "Say your piece, and then take your leave." But it did not mean he had to indulge her presence within his territory longer than necessary.