10-03-2019, 08:20 PM
Argus never had a taste for waunderlust, Sonder made politics difficult, but they were resolute to a spot when they found it. THey built their home based on the animals found in the area, they stumbled into the pitt injured, hurt; the place had healed the once wolf and now a dragon stood sentinel by the border. Protecting the place; a debt to repay, a new place to stay. They were still the same animal, even in this form, they remained loyal to a home, they didn't wounder, didn't stray like others would. It was not in their needs, with the only place they would wish to visit disliking them for merely the mantle their home gave. A Slaver; the world called the group, a monster - Argus has been called worse. Behind a white tipped mask a yellowed fangs peeled back a half-hearted smirk. Lidded eyes watching the border as a spot of activity gained their attention.
With ten eyes it was hard to avoid detection, but it wouldn't be the first time; the form was new, cold blooded made warming up in the sun all the more enjoyable, along the border argus liked to remain. The visitors just made the sun bathing interesting, a spark of life in their otherwise vacant day as of yet.
A white little bird, so small it was only the size of a claw.
It was an odd little thing, but so where they; the pitt was a accumulative point of such, creatures bound together to fight, survive, thrive, to rule the world under it's paw if you believe what other clans have to say. Argus knew better ; danged people lashing out, innocent being lead by the resolute, the power hungry grasping at straws. The animals of their home were easy to read, once you have seen it all before. Argus has seen these things many, many times before. But a small white bird, with a bag across their torso, it was cute- it proved to mean the other had some sort of message if not sentient itself.
"[glow=#cc3232,2,300]what's a small thing like you traversing through the desert for? There is little water to be found here, scant any freely given. [/glow]"