never supposed to leave ● alithís evgenis visit

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Public relations with the groups was something the lion cub knew better than anything, really. And that, honestly, was not saying much. But, it was one of the few things they'd found themself truly interested in while in their youth, not having too many hobbies aside from the standard survival ones passed on from their father. After all, their father's livelihood was shattered by that very thing of public relations. One individual, in particular, ruining the image in its entirety, taking away parts of culture that wasn't hers to mettle with, harming what was once a place they'd be considered like an heir to. But things were different now, and they had goals that couldn't really be discussed. They would take time to succeed, they knew. In the meantime, here they remain. If she had seen them, she would not be able to guess where they'd gone. And being here, she would be unlikely to visit anytime soon. They were safe to carry on. They still had plenty to learn before they'd be ready, they knew this, and so confirmed the whispers in their ears. There was still so much to do for the young lion.

While they could claim to have great knowledge of the history of the main groups, any knowledge regarding the less large ones would be limited, and they would find themselves approaching slowly, expression curious. Their nose twitches, standing behind the rest, as they look over the dragon and raven, saying nothing for now, simply taking in the scene. They seemed to have come with a purpose.

oh,  heave the oceans do —  won't you?