TIRED RAINY DAYS ☆ open, joining

[wormwood.]

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Wormwood immediately tensed up when someone came over, concern in her voice for his brother, despite the fact that he hadn't been here very long. Who was she? He supposed he should be happy that this group had been taking care of Poetking in his absence, but it still unnerved him to think that already someone was speaking to the younger lion like she knew all about his long history of ailments. Pushing down the slight feeling of inadequacy and guilt that rose in his chest, the large lion made a little rumbling noise before saying gruffly, looking down at Delilah, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Delilah, huh...? My name is Wormwood. I am Poet's brother. I'm... glad to hear you being sensible in helping with his health."[/glow]" It felt a bit odd talking down to the younger feline, since she seemed so... odd. She was pink, and she was missing a leg. The missing appendage on it's own wouldn't be too strange, but her unconventional hue made him curious about what had happened, or if she had just been born like that.

Then, turning his gaze back to Vathmos, he flicked his tail a bit, inspecting her similarly to how he had inspected Delilah. She looked like a rather normal hyena, but honestly, to him,
hyenas always had a sort of inherent oddness to them. They always seemed vaguely crooked in their movements, and their laughter was damn unnerving, but he tried not to let these judgements remain in his mind as he grunted softly, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"It is nice to meet you, Vathmos. I take it you've dealt with lions before...?[/glow]