DON'T BELIEVE IN CHRISTMAS + GIFT GALA

[wormwood.]

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

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

Initially, Aurum had been happy to try and attempt to offer his services to Leroy, and had offered to help the new general set up the recently announced Christmas event. After all, he had already worked hard on the tavern itself, and he desperately needed something to distract himself after the whole Crowley thing, so why not? Unfortunately, Leroy had vetoed that idea immediately, telling the Captain that it wasn't personal, but he needed everything to be a surprise from everyone. The lion supposed he could understand it, since it added another layer of enchantment and uncertainty, particularly to the presents that the gala was centered around, but that didn't mean he hadn't been a little bit pouty to be kicked out for a few hours. Still, he had passed the hours as he usually did, napping, hanging out with Roy, and going about his Captain's duties. He had attempted to try and seek out Crowley a couple of times, but ever since his drunken confession, the demon had been making himself scarce, a fact that didn't particularly make Aurum happy. Still, he didn't want to force things, so his best bet had been to just go about his day, waiting for the chance when a whole bunch of Christmas cheer could distract him from his romantic problems. Plus, it would mean seeing all of his clanmates gathered around for one big exciting event, and that was enough to make a smile curl warmly onto the lion's muzzle. Perhaps even Crow would be there, despite his reclusive nature as of late, even with Leroy back. Aurum could only assume that would be the case, since he couldn't imagine Leroy would want his boyfriend to stay cooped up in his house, and it wouldn't have surprised him to see the canine dragging Crow kicking and screaming to the new tavern.

Aurum had been resting his head peacefully on his porch when he heard Leroy's loud call from the tavern, and his ears immediately perked up, his large body unfurling as he got to his paws. He eagerly trotted over to where the tavern was, pausing in his pace only a couple of times to get in a few quick stretches to loosen his long limbs. Once he reached the front of the tavern, he couldn't help the proud warm glow that he basked in, taking in the sign and everything else about the building. That was thanks to his hard work, as well as the hard work of his clanmates. Not to mention everything that Leroy had done to decorate it for the holiday, even if it was a bit sloppy thanks to Leroy's relative inexperience setting events like this up. Moving inside, Aurum grinned and moved over to where the drinks were, pulling one of the glasses of eggnog over and taking a long drink. He had no intention of getting drunk, after the disastrous consequences that had happened last time, but he didn't mind knocking a little bit back. Once he finished the drink, Aurum moved over to where Leroy was sat near the tree, grinning up at the large icon of the Christmas traditions. Sitting back, Aurum wound his fluffy tail tightly around his paws before he rumbled, a pleasant chuff accompanying his words, "You did good, Leroy. This place looks great all nice and festive-d up. Not to mention all the gifts... I'm almost glad I didn't get to help, since everything is such a pleasant surprise." He chuckled teasingly at the canine before glancing around once more, allowing his gaze to eventually linger on the doorway, waiting for others to come in and join them. He found himself wondering if Crowley would come and join in on the festivities. A very large part of him desperately hoped the snake slash serval would, but another part of him was filled with sheer fear at the prospect of facing Crowley again.

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