new horizons! — joining

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

Perhaps Evarhi's appearance would've startled one of the lesser members of Tanglewood, or even just one of the newer ones that didn't know what the mud could make of you when you were in it long enough. However, Aurum was very pointedly neither of those things, and he actually found his whiskers twitching in faint amusement when he approached the boy, having scented him during a patrol. Well, sort of scented him. It was around 90% the murky smell of mud at this point, and then the other 10% was actually the smell of Evarhi beneath. Either way, the tigon was quick to approach carefully, crossing over a few logs to keep his swelling belly from going in too deep. He strongly doubted the cubs would get hurt by a little bit of mud, but he wasn't too keen on getting his pelt messy either. Once he was near where Evarhi sat, Aurum offered the serval a crooked smile, his voice coming out in a slightly tired rumble, "Hello there... I see you've been having fun. Could I perhaps have your name and business? You're on Tanglewood territory." Of course, if Aurum had known whose child Evarhi was, he probably would've taken on less of a friendly tone. He and Bai Shi hardly had a very positive history.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM

#psychosocial.