GET OFF MY LAWN ☆ returning child

[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 —

The tigon's eyes were fixed solely upon Piers as he stood at the border, a sort of calm sadness seen within them. From the way the other was standing and interacting so easily... he must've come of his own free will. The thought only made his heart ache more, and the angel took a step forward, muzzle opening to breathe out soft apologies, only for Kydobi to interrupt. The angel's ears flattened upon hearing the ardent's words, and he immediately wanted to snap, hatred burning in his chest once again. The words he was my son too flashed in his mind, but he bit his tongue to keep from spewing them. It wasn't true, not really. He had treated Piers as a son, but that had never been anything official. Aurum had watched over him because he was friends with Indie, and had grown fond of the boy. Still, Kydobi had more claim to Piers, and it didn't seem as though the boy had any issue with staying within the desert dwelling group, at least not from what the proxy could see. He simply hissed at Ky, voice low, "I just returned a child to your group. I think you'd grant me the courtesy to at least speak to one of my former clanmates." He never would've actually harmed Sweeney, but there was still some sort of thinly veiled threat there – what would've happened if he hadn't returned her?

Turning his attention back to Piers, Aurum could feel the strong sadness from the brief words that left the boy. His heart clenched painfully, and he muttered, weakly, "I scoured the entire territory of Tanglewood for you... I never thought... I never thought you'd come here." Here was said like a curse, as if the very thought of the younger male going to live within the Pitt was like a stab through the heart. Glancing back towards Kydobi briefly, the tigon sighed heavily before he continued, "...I can't remain here, but if you ever want to come to Tanglewood. To talk. I will make sure that nothing happens to you, Piers..." He took in a shaky breath before he turned to leave the territory, his jaw slightly clenched. He wanted to stay and talk more with Piers, but Kydobi had spoken, and it didn't seem as though the other was very interested in speaking more right now anyways.

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

#psychosocial.