12-18-2019, 09:36 PM
i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck
with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest
Aurum didn't actually find himself visiting the junkyard within Tanglewood territory all that often. After all, unless he needed some kind of spare parts for something, there wasn't much to be found within the trash piles that made up the area. He was also, like most, put off by the smell of the place. However, that didn't mean he never visited there. After all, he was the Captain of the guard, and he couldn't risk someone sneaking into Tanglewood and hiding out in the junkyard, as unlikely as such a thing was. So, once a week or so, the lion found himself stalking around the piles of junk, occasionally doing a simple fly over if he didn't feel like plugging his nose and stumbling around clumsily. This was one of the times where he was on the ground, padding around and searching around for absolutely anything besides the rats that enjoyed frequenting the trash piles and munching down on anything that they could find. A sigh left him as he flicked away one of the larger rats that had darted at his paws, intent on either escaping or biting the lion, he wasn't quite sure. As he rounded the corner around one of the large piles, he was caught off guard by the appearance of Raymond, one of the newer members of the group. He wasn't sure how to feel about Ray yet really, but for some reason he found himself hesitant to go up to the other male, an odd uneasy feeling striking him at Ray's dark and sinister appearance. Still, he just took a deep breath inward, letting a smile curl lazily on his muzzle as he trotted up to the new Tangler, "Hey there, Raymond. You looking around to get acclimated? This place isn't that interesting, I'm afraid." He felt a bit more like he was forcing himself to be friendly than usual, but he shoved that to the back of his mind. After all, he didn't even know Ray yet. It wasn't fair to prejudge.
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