01-31-2020, 06:03 PM
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AURUM
DO NO HARM BUT TAKE NO SHIT !
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The older lion couldn't help the soft chuckle that left him upon seeing Poet's face, a guilty look flashing across it before being replaced with embarrassment. He didn't really care much about the other asking, but it was pretty amusing to see him so worked up over something so simple. Stretching out his legs a little bit, Aurum let out a thoughtful hum before speaking, his one blue eye focused downward on the massive chest scar, along with all of the other smaller, more minor ones, "I was stabbed. With a lance, right through here." He tapped a paw gently against the middle of the scar, wincing a little bit at the sting of the still raw skin. When he pulled his paw back away, he continued, "I was out in the woods in a different form, trying to hunt myself some breakfast, when all of a sudden I was confronted by... well, by an angel. Uriel, actually. He was in the form of an ocelot. He asked me if I was ready to return home, and when I told him to go fuck himself, he called me a traitor to my fellow angel and stabbed me. I wasn't quick enough to stop him, and I ended up collapsing. I even... I even died, for a few minutes." The story was so ridiculous that it could've been mistaken for a joke, but it was pretty clear from the look on Aurum's face that it very much wasn't. The entire story was true, and he could still remember it all in painful detail.
━ I'M GONNA WIN.┆PROUD. WARM. PROTECTIVE. ━
— Reggan