MAKE IT MUNDANE + MEETING

[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 —

Jesus, that was quite a bit of information to take in all at once. Still, Aurum supposed that wasn't surprising, considering it had been a while since they had a proper meeting. The lion felt a smile on his face as he sat to listen, nodding his head along with all of the people who had been welcomed in. It felt good, knowing that they were so active and so many people had chosen to come in. In addition to that, it also felt nice to hear his babies' names announced to the entire group, the lion giving a pleased chuff at that. It hurt to hear about Vathmos's exile once again, but... perhaps he would see her again someday, if he went to seek her out in the loner lands. Hopefully she would find her own place in the world, even if he had once promised her Tanglewood could be that place. His heart was sinking, and fast, but he hastily course corrected, lifting his muzzle up high, "Congrats to everyone promoted, shouted out, and given titles. And welcome, everyone." With that, the angel fell silent, figuring that enough had been said for one meeting.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.