08-21-2019, 12:10 AM
[glow=#000,1,400]MY MAMA SAID THAT I'M NOT LIVING RIGHT. YOU RAISED A LION, MAMA, I AIN'T LYING, MAMA — 。+゚.[/glow]
Contrary to Ament, Wormwood – now known frequently in the raptor's mind as none other than Aurum – had never truly feared losing those that had been part of his pride, the equivalent to the raptor's pack. This was mainly because Worm's pride had never been like a pack. It had never been a group that sought to protect each other and work together all the time, at least not for the oldest prince of the pride. Sure, they had actually protected and loved each other, but Wormwood had always been the foreign entity in that equation. He was never the one being protected, or the one being loved. That was why he had never felt a sense of fear when he had imagined the pride finally falling apart while he was there. In fact, he had actually felt a sense of hope whenever he had imagined no longer being held in the oppressive claws of a group that hated him, and a family that ignored him. However, now that he was actually left without those of his past, like Poetking and his Mother, he felt a bit different. Despite everything that she had done during his life, he still felt sorrow over his Mother's death, and a great deal of confusion and conflicting feelings when it came to Poetking's disappearance. For all he knew, the only family member that he had left was his father, and he didn't even know if that was right, since he hadn't seen his father in person since he had left the pride a while ago.
As a way to comfort himself in these testing times, he had decided to instead focus on the new family that he did have in Tanglewood. His new family actually cared about him, and had a great deal of different personalities that made him feel interested, and like he was constantly learning new things about his clanmates that he had never been expecting. Hell, some of them had even become somewhat like actual family to him, with Rhea being like his niece and Roy being like a surrogate sort of son to him. When it came to Ament, he had very mixed feelings about the almost entirely feral raptor. For one thing, Ament had scared him at first because of his attack on Delilah, but since then Worm had learned more about the raptor, and had actually come to like him somewhat. Maybe it was just because of his usual positive disposition towards feral or mostly feral group members, but honestly Ament seemed really interesting to him, and he found that he liked hanging out with Ament, even though the raptor never said much of anything and seemed vaguely always on the edge of atracking.
The large lion had been out for a walk through the territory with his head full of jumbled thoughts when the scent of Ament reached his nose, and the male known to the raptor as Aurum lifted his head, looking around with curiosity. It took a few minutes for him to reach where the raptor was sniffing around, but when he did, he couldn't help the soft smile that tugged at the corners of his muzzle. Slowly moving over, he flicked his tail in greeting to Ament before rumbling in a welcome tone, accompanied by a soft chuff, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Hey, Ament. Are you out for a walk today? I've seen you out a couple of times just kinda wandering around I do that sometimes too, mainly when I need to exercise my legs... I was wondering if anybody had ever showed you in detail around Tanglewood's territory? It seems like most people around here don't know you well, and I think it isn't very fair for you to not know about the place that is your home now."[/glow] Truth be told, he wasn't sure if Ament could understand his soft words in the slightest, but it seemed like most of the time the raptor could at least understand the general feeling of what he was attempting to communicate, and he hoped that at least his tone of voice and the shrug of his head to the side could show what he was trying to offer.
As a way to comfort himself in these testing times, he had decided to instead focus on the new family that he did have in Tanglewood. His new family actually cared about him, and had a great deal of different personalities that made him feel interested, and like he was constantly learning new things about his clanmates that he had never been expecting. Hell, some of them had even become somewhat like actual family to him, with Rhea being like his niece and Roy being like a surrogate sort of son to him. When it came to Ament, he had very mixed feelings about the almost entirely feral raptor. For one thing, Ament had scared him at first because of his attack on Delilah, but since then Worm had learned more about the raptor, and had actually come to like him somewhat. Maybe it was just because of his usual positive disposition towards feral or mostly feral group members, but honestly Ament seemed really interesting to him, and he found that he liked hanging out with Ament, even though the raptor never said much of anything and seemed vaguely always on the edge of atracking.
The large lion had been out for a walk through the territory with his head full of jumbled thoughts when the scent of Ament reached his nose, and the male known to the raptor as Aurum lifted his head, looking around with curiosity. It took a few minutes for him to reach where the raptor was sniffing around, but when he did, he couldn't help the soft smile that tugged at the corners of his muzzle. Slowly moving over, he flicked his tail in greeting to Ament before rumbling in a welcome tone, accompanied by a soft chuff, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Hey, Ament. Are you out for a walk today? I've seen you out a couple of times just kinda wandering around I do that sometimes too, mainly when I need to exercise my legs... I was wondering if anybody had ever showed you in detail around Tanglewood's territory? It seems like most people around here don't know you well, and I think it isn't very fair for you to not know about the place that is your home now."[/glow] Truth be told, he wasn't sure if Ament could understand his soft words in the slightest, but it seemed like most of the time the raptor could at least understand the general feeling of what he was attempting to communicate, and he hoped that at least his tone of voice and the shrug of his head to the side could show what he was trying to offer.
— Reggan