plight of sight - snowballs

[wormwood.]

i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck

with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest

In all honesty, it didn't seem to take exceedingly much in order to make Feza be in a less than ideal mood, but Aurum still found himself frowning when he noticed the sadness spreading over his fellow guardsman's face at no one showing up. Lately it had seemed as though Tanglewood had gone into a sort of state of stagnant hibernation, and the lion had been noticing it more and more often lately. He wasn't sure if it was because of the collective mourning over Leroy, or just because of the absence of their leader, Crow. He honestly wouldn't be surprise if it was a mixture of both, and he made a mental note to later try and search around and kick things into gear again, in a way that was a bit different from Feza's methods. When the snow leopard turned to him and asked him if he wanted the prize, the male frowned slightly, opening his mouth to reassure the other. However, he was interrupted by the arrival of Torren, the younger member of the group scrambling up with a calm smile as he jokingly asked Feza to give him a chance. A soft chuckle left Aurum at this, and he gestured towards Torren as he rumbled, "Don't be so hasty, Feza. See? Others may want to participate, they might've just taken a bit to get here. Not everyone has as long of legs as me." He chuckled slightly before glancing at Crowley, gently touching his nose to the demon's head in an affectionate gesture and pressing their bodies warmly together before stepping away. He headed off in the direction of the fort Feza had indicated, shifting slowly into his undead hellhound form. A faint shiver ran down his spine at being back in the smaller and much more grotesque form, but he tried to shake it off, figuring he could deal with it for something as small as this. Once he was in position, the hellhound stretched out, yawning before barking to Feza, a toothy grin on his face, "I was wondering the same thing as Torren, actually. How are we going to figure out who gets the prize?" He wasn't actually too worried about the prize or what it was, considering he was mostly doing this to make Feza happy, but he doubted the other would be too happy if in the end they had no idea who to give the reward to. He was honestly deeply relieved that Torren had shown up when he had, since Aurum hadn't been sure how the hell he was going to salvage the situation with the crushed look on Feza's face. It had been pretty clear she hadn't wanted to face off against him alone, and it wasn't as if he could just conjure people up out of nowhere, so he had really been in a pickle. He'd have to thank the young prince later, if he could find him through all the snow.

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