03-26-2020, 09:18 PM
☆ 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 —
Aurum was rather fond of plant life as well, having always had an affinity for the brightly colored blooms that shoved their way valiantly through the cracks in the pavement back where the Pride had lived. Back when he had been a cub, the angel had thought that these plants were the only real growth that was out in the world, and the many different species of plants he had seen in books were nothing but a fantasy. However, the moment he had stepped outside of the boundaries of his birth home, he had been delighted to find out that he was wrong, and immediately threw himself into the world of plants and gardening – even if he never turned out to be very good at it. Despite this, Aurum still enjoyed the sight of beautiful, thick plants all around Tanglewood. He just... admired them from afar, rather than growing them himself. He had only ever truly been able to do so with earth elementals, and that felt a bit too much like cheating for his own liking.
Weeds, however, had always been far from Aurum's favorite type of plant life. There were a few weeds that were actually quite pretty while still being pests, but most were just an ugly, dull, green growth from the ground that did nothing but cause trouble. As a result of this, Aurum usually tried to keep the area around his house clear of them if he could help it, which he hadn't been able to do much lately, thanks to his rapidly approaching due date for his pregnancy. Still, the male found himself drawn over when he heard the voices of Atticus and Raymond, and when he saw what Caustic was doing, he couldn't help the faint smile that came to his face, "This is the task Beck gave you, right? Thank you, Caustic." He and Caustic had already butted heads a couple of times thus far, but he could still show appreciation for what the canine was doing.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
#psychosocial.Weeds, however, had always been far from Aurum's favorite type of plant life. There were a few weeds that were actually quite pretty while still being pests, but most were just an ugly, dull, green growth from the ground that did nothing but cause trouble. As a result of this, Aurum usually tried to keep the area around his house clear of them if he could help it, which he hadn't been able to do much lately, thanks to his rapidly approaching due date for his pregnancy. Still, the male found himself drawn over when he heard the voices of Atticus and Raymond, and when he saw what Caustic was doing, he couldn't help the faint smile that came to his face, "This is the task Beck gave you, right? Thank you, Caustic." He and Caustic had already butted heads a couple of times thus far, but he could still show appreciation for what the canine was doing.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
— Reggan