the hole inside of you [ o, herb gathering ]

[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 —

It was somewhat disappointing, although not entirely unsurprising, to hear Alaric brush off his concerns curtly, stating firmly that he was alright. The tigon could certainly understand being withdrawn and not wanting to spew all of your emotions out, especially when you had only been in the group briefly. After all, when he had first joined Tanglewood, he had been extraordinarily closed off, too concerned with himself and the wellbeing of his brother to care much about others. Despite this, the proxy had grown a great deal since those days many months ago, so he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration at Alaric's response, wishing that he could somehow help the other with whatever was ailing him. Aurum wasn't sure if it was the maternal instincts from his pregnancy, or the base very paternal instincts he had possessed for many months now since adopting Roy, but he still just felt the need to reach out. He didn't want to scare Alaric off, however, so he instead just wrapped his tail around his own broad paws, offering the other a crooked smile before he spoke again, "I'm glad to hear that, Alaric. I was worried you were suffering a case of the early morning blues." That very much was not what he had been worried about, but heavier things could come later, when the sun had actually woken fully from its slumber.

Aurum's attention was then stolen away by the arrival of Caustic, the wolf approaching in his slow, lumbering way before he set the limp body of a raccoon at his own feet. The angel tried not to be too disgusted, especially considering he had hunted quite a few raccoons in his time. However, when it came to Caustic, things always just seemed... off. Off in a way that made Aurum's ears want to pin back and his body wanted to recoil away. He remained rooted firmly in place, however, not wanting to offend the canine when he could just be a good clanmate. Besides, he knew that he was probably going to offend Caustic more with the fact that he refused to refer to the other as "Dr. Caustic." Chuckling a bit at Alaric's little sardonic comment from beside him, Aurum flicked an ear before he responded to the scientist, "Hello, Caustic. I decided to come out early and patrol... I've only got so long before the cubs arrive, so I've been trying to make the most of my time before then." His explanation was simple, but also probably more innocent than whatever Caustic had been out and intending to do with the dead raccoon at his paws.

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

#psychosocial.