08-09-2019, 12:40 AM
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
When Wormwood first sees the huge billows of smoke reaching up to grab at the clouds above, he feels a sense of fear and panic grip him. Fire was never a good thing back in the pride, as it spelled disaster and death, and that certainly wasn't something that Tanglewood needed more of at the moment. However, after racing towards the source of the large curling ebony clouds, he was surprised to see that it wasn't some billowing fiery beast looking to consume the entire territory. Rather, it was a bonfire, being watched over by none other than Leroy. The lion tilted his head to one side curiously before moving in closer and letting his gaze wander over the entire area. He noticed the carefully set up picnic table and snacks, including the supplies for the s'mores, and a small smile gradually came to his muzzle. Ever since he had joined, it seemed like more and more bad things were beginning to grip the group, poisoning it from the inside like a disease, or like a cancer. But for the first time, it seemed like there was a genuinely enjoyable event going on – and it seemed much calmer than anything Feza had put on.
The larger of the two males slowly moved over to one of the picnic tables closest the large fire, and he plopped his tall but short body down on the seat, rumbling softly to Leroy as his tail moved from side to side, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Nice job, Leroy. You've set up something pretty damn nice right here."[/glow] He very much enjoyed the opportunity to interact with all of the other group members at once, as well as getting to enjoy good food and the crackling fire. Plus it was taking place on the beach, one of his favorite places in the entire Tanglewood territory because it actually wasn't murky and suffocating in the air. He vaguely felt the regular strong urge to go and splash around in the cool water, irradiation be damned, but the winged lion actually felt pretty comfortable just sort of laying on the seat and relaxing, taking in the fire and waiting for others to arrive.
The larger of the two males slowly moved over to one of the picnic tables closest the large fire, and he plopped his tall but short body down on the seat, rumbling softly to Leroy as his tail moved from side to side, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Nice job, Leroy. You've set up something pretty damn nice right here."[/glow] He very much enjoyed the opportunity to interact with all of the other group members at once, as well as getting to enjoy good food and the crackling fire. Plus it was taking place on the beach, one of his favorite places in the entire Tanglewood territory because it actually wasn't murky and suffocating in the air. He vaguely felt the regular strong urge to go and splash around in the cool water, irradiation be damned, but the winged lion actually felt pretty comfortable just sort of laying on the seat and relaxing, taking in the fire and waiting for others to arrive.
— Reggan