12-05-2019, 01:37 AM
i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck
with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest
It wasn't often that you saw mist like the kind that had been gathering along the Tanglewood border as of late, and Aurum had immediately felt himself become unnerved the first moment that he had seen it. He was used to the occasional fog clogging up the ways between the trees, but usually not a strange mist that packed into thick little clouds, dissipating and appearing again several feet later. For a time, he had attempted to just ignore the whispers that were brought on letters and on the wind, figuring that it was some sort of prank to mess with him or Tanglewood as a whole, but as time went on... it seemed as though something different what going on. More sinister? Perhaps. But honestly, it simply felt more spiritual, rather than meanspitired in any way, at least for the moment. So, on one of the slower days around the group, Aurum had finally decided to follow the strange little gathered clouds, taking a deep breath and readying himself for a fight if he was charging into some kind of trap. When he found himself at the opening in the trees, however, the lion paused, confused by the seemingly mundane and only slightly odd surroundings. He glanced around for a moment before approaching the boxes, giving them a cursory sniff and glance over before relaxing and settling, glancing around for the signs of others. He could smell many different distinct scents he could recognize, but he found that he didn't want to just charge in and do something stupid in this scenario, especially with no one else from Tanglewood present yet.
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— Reggan