03-31-2020, 10:14 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 —
Nothing but a sigh left Aurum as Sweeney spat at him, knowing full well that the child had nothing at her disposal but words, and intended to make full use of them. The proxy managed to keep his cool, however, answering with a flick of his long tail, "Insult me all you want, but this is your home, little one. You belong here. And Atticus couldn't come along for the journey because he is far too young. He could've gotten hurt." Shortly after this, Kydobi approached, causing the angel to tense up slightly, his jaw tightening. Luckily, it seemed as though Kydobi didn't recognize him, at least not in this form. He gave a stiff little nod before he spoke, sighing, "I can understand that... but still, please teach the children to be careful. I am not worried about Tanglers or Typhooners, but all of the loners that lie between our lands." He could've been more aggresive to Kydobi, but honestly it would've amounted to little. It was only putting his cubs in unnecessary danger, and he wanted to get back to the swamp as quickly as possible.
When Caesar approached, Aurum found himself frowning at the other's cold tone of voice, his ears pinning back as he responded gruffly, "Trust me, I plan to." He wanted to trash Caesar's horrid concept for some sort of concentration camp for the children, but he was also fairly sure Kydobi would be fully capable of shooting that down himself. The proxy was about to turn and start the journey home... but then a familiar face appeared. Aurum froze when he spotted Piers, his one blue eye widening in shock as he remained rooted in place. He hadn't seen the boy in months now, and he was... here? With Kydobi? Aurum couldn't help it: he needed to say something. Once he was able to move again, the tigon took a step forward, stumbling over his words, "Wh... Piers? Piers, is that you? I had no idea that you were here. It's... it's Aurum." The large feline knew well that he hadn't left things off on a good foot with Piers, but... at one point the boy had been almost like a son to him when Kydobi was still deceased, so to see him now... it felt like all of the air had been ripped from his lungs.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
#psychosocial.When Caesar approached, Aurum found himself frowning at the other's cold tone of voice, his ears pinning back as he responded gruffly, "Trust me, I plan to." He wanted to trash Caesar's horrid concept for some sort of concentration camp for the children, but he was also fairly sure Kydobi would be fully capable of shooting that down himself. The proxy was about to turn and start the journey home... but then a familiar face appeared. Aurum froze when he spotted Piers, his one blue eye widening in shock as he remained rooted in place. He hadn't seen the boy in months now, and he was... here? With Kydobi? Aurum couldn't help it: he needed to say something. Once he was able to move again, the tigon took a step forward, stumbling over his words, "Wh... Piers? Piers, is that you? I had no idea that you were here. It's... it's Aurum." The large feline knew well that he hadn't left things off on a good foot with Piers, but... at one point the boy had been almost like a son to him when Kydobi was still deceased, so to see him now... it felt like all of the air had been ripped from his lungs.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
— Reggan