01-08-2020, 07:41 PM
i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck
with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest
Aurum supposed it must've been a pretty odd sight, seeing essentially the second in command of your entire group trotting around with a bag that was containing miscellaneous bones. Hell, if the lion wasn't trustworthy, he probably would've looked like some kind of murderer searching for a place to hide the evidence. The thought made his face heat up beneath his fur, silently cursing himself for doing this so publicly. Of course, the actual reasoning for what he was doing was much more innocent, but he was sure he was going to confuse more than a few people. Lifting his head when Torren approached him, Aurum decided to settle this matter quickly, before things got too out of hand. Carefully placing the bag of bones down on the ground so that none of them would splinter or break, Aurum licked his maw for a moment before turning his focus to Torren. He swore he could still taste the last bits of meat on some of those bones. Gesturing with a large paw to the bag that was put innocently beside him, the proxy rumbled softly, "Ah... I guess this might look a little strange, huh? I promise it's nothing bad. It's just... Vathmos returned after a while of being gone, and I know she has a bone collection. I didn't know what state it was in after her being gone for so long, so I figured I would go around collecting the bones from prey and stuff that people don't need so that I can give them to her." The actual explanation wasn't really that much less unusual than what farfetched stories people could've come up with in their heads, but he hoped that it made enough sense. After all, Vathmos was his friend, and he wanted her to be happy. What seemed to make her happiest? Bones. Well, that and establishing herself to be on top.
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