05-02-2020, 10:47 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 —
It was not unusual for there to be unusual creatures within Tanglewood. In fact, Aurum himself was a rather unusual creature, with his gold and sunset red pelt, massive wings, and one missing eye. He was hardly the first, and he had strong doubts that he would ever be the last. However, giant bugs were not something that he had the pleasure – or rather displeasure, really – of seeing all that often. The last time he had seen a creature such as Nuzapa, it had been a giant Pittian bug, which had snatched up his son and carried him away in the past. As a result of this, the proxy didn't exactly have the best running track record with giant bugs. Despite this, he tried not to let that past incident affect him too much, or color his judgement. It wouldn't be fair, especially since Nuzapa didn't seem to be providing too much of a threat for now. Overall, the massive best-looking dragon really just seemed confused, if he were to honestly look at her. Perhaps she hadn't meant to end up here, and they could direct her to where she had actually intended to go.
Coming up beside Ivan, Aurum felt a surge of anxious protectiveness come over him as he grew close to the other, paranoid to simply be in the presence of another insectoid. His tail flicked and curled behind him, eventually curling up to rest lightly against Ivan's spine in a protective touch, his claws digging into the earth beneath him. The important questions had already answered, so the lion felt little need to speak, but he was fairly sure that his point had been made. Even with the size difference between he and Nuzapa, the bee dragon would end up suffering severely if she chose to snatch anyone from the current group, even if she didn't seem the type. For all he knew, she could only know how to speak as much as the two phrases that she had already said, and she was just as braindead as the Pittian had been. Astiar had always looked harmless, and some among them had even insisted that he not be harmed, but that had never really worked out for them. This creature could even be some kind of associate of the big brute, even if that didn't seem entirely likely. Bugs had never really been the angels thing, but he knew enough to know that bees and whatever Astiar had been didn't have very much in common.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
#psychosocial.Coming up beside Ivan, Aurum felt a surge of anxious protectiveness come over him as he grew close to the other, paranoid to simply be in the presence of another insectoid. His tail flicked and curled behind him, eventually curling up to rest lightly against Ivan's spine in a protective touch, his claws digging into the earth beneath him. The important questions had already answered, so the lion felt little need to speak, but he was fairly sure that his point had been made. Even with the size difference between he and Nuzapa, the bee dragon would end up suffering severely if she chose to snatch anyone from the current group, even if she didn't seem the type. For all he knew, she could only know how to speak as much as the two phrases that she had already said, and she was just as braindead as the Pittian had been. Astiar had always looked harmless, and some among them had even insisted that he not be harmed, but that had never really worked out for them. This creature could even be some kind of associate of the big brute, even if that didn't seem entirely likely. Bugs had never really been the angels thing, but he knew enough to know that bees and whatever Astiar had been didn't have very much in common.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
— Reggan