patient is the night | group of joiners

[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 —

There was a group at the border. A large group, if they were able to be seen so clearly by Aurum as he flew above. The proxy had been on one of his evening patrols, kns blue eye gazing through the darkness that laid in a blanket over the land, his wings carried with the wind. Usually these patrols amounted to nothing, considering thankfully the threats to Tanglewood had been diminished as of late. However, it seemed as though this night was not like most others, if the appearance of a horde of animals was anything to go by. At first glance, Aurum thought them to be a loner group, come to the border in an attempt to trade, or maybe make allies. However, the way they shifted and spoke amongst themselves so covertly... it made his fur prickle with anxiety as he swooped downwards, entirely ready for battle if it was necessary. Perhaps they were a splinter group from the Pitt, come to take the revenge that Kydobi had been denying them for some time now. Or perhaps they were just a new threat, keen on making themselves known by taking on one of the larger groups head on. Either way, the lion descended down below the trees, landing on a sturdy log with a loud thud. He didn't care if he was heard, intent on making himself known to them, anyways. People needed to know that if they desired to hurt Tanglewood, they would have to go through him first. Him and the flames that grew inside of him. Him and the razor sharp teeth that lined his jaw. Him and the beast that lingered inside, waiting.

Thankfully, Aurum had never been one to be hasty. So, when he approached the group slowly, he was surprised to hear a certain someone come up in their dialogue. Beck. What could these guys want with Beck? It made the proxy wary, his claws digging into wet ground beneath him. Beck had been around for a long ass time, and evidently had his own demons that he had to face. It wouldn't have surprised Aurum if he had enemies out there, just waiting to pounce on him. He was about to emerge from the shadows and speak to them, but Beck got there first, the spirit's appearance causing him to pause in his step. Perhaps he should let the other handle this. However, when he heard Beck's shrill and equally wary tone, he felt his resolve return. The feline wasn't letting his identity be known just yet, which hardly served to put Aurum at ease at all, his tail lashing with anxiety behind him as he moved the rest of the way forward. His massive form slipped with surprising ease through the trees as he came to stand beside Beck, eventually taking a seat. He and Beck had never exactly gotten along in the past, but that hardly meant that Aurum hated him. And if this group was here to do the boy harm, then Aurum was as eager as ever to rip them to absolute shreds. Even if Beck would never admit it, he was family to Aurum now, and the angel wasn't one to let family be hurt. Besides, even if the other hadn't been considered family, he was still a fellow tangler. It was his duty as both a tangler and the proxy to protect him, no matter what.

In a moment of silence, Aurum allowed himself to look over the group that had gathered, slightly alarmed by the wide variety of creatures on display. Some were massive, such as the bear and the stag, while others were smaller, but still represented danger, like the snake and the falcon. The lion was sure that if a fight broke out, it was unlikely he would be able to take them all at once, even if he allowed his anger to overtake him. MAMA was strong, yes, but it was far from invincible, and a six on one fight was hardly the best odds in the world. Aurum still allowed himself to formulate a plan, however. If something went wrong, and he needed to, he could always shove Beck towards town and get in front of him. Tell the other to go get Leroy and gather up the rest of the group for a fight... it wasn't a plan that would end well for him, but he didn't care much. At least his children would still have Whisper around to raise them. His one eye darkened in severe thought, Aurum rumbled gruffly after a moment, claws still digging against the earth, "I am quite curious about that question myself, strangers." One wrong move, and there would be no mercy. Aurum couldn't risk anyone getting hurt, not when he could prevent it.

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

#psychosocial.