05-12-2020, 11:33 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 —
Such agony, a world falling apart represented for Aurum, the angelic proxy of Tanglewood. At one point, it had finally seemed as though his life was beginning to take a positive turn, and trek on towards the positive. But then, he had lost not only one of his best friends, but also his beloved sister, and a great deal of the group that he had been helping to hold together and build upon. It was awful, seeing months of work and years of lives wiped away by the unforgiving tide of life, cruel and malicious as it seemed. All that Aurum could be glad for was that he hadn't lost everything, even if it seemed that way to his still fragile and aching heart. He still had his children, injured as they may be, and he still had his eldest son, Roy. He had been worried for the boy for weeks, and weeks had quickly morphed into months, agony and anxiety blanketing the lion as he visited his son's room near daily, checking to see if there would be any improvements. There never would be. Instead there would just be the sleeping body of the coati there, breathing in, and out. Aurum had even attempted calling in Selby to see if the medic could do anything for Roy's odd condition, but there had been nothing to be done. All he could simply do was... wait. Watch. It was agony, especially to the grieving and falling apart Aurum.
He had been outside when Roy woke up, his movements slow and jerky, as if just lifting one of his legs filled him with supreme pain. He had been helping out around the town, making an active effort to fix things up after the destruction that the tremors had brought with them. It was all he could do, really. If he stopped for even a moment and let his emotions catch up to him again, he knew that he would fall apart, and he wouldn't be able to put the pieces back together again. He couldn't afford to do that, not when Tanglewood needed him. Not when Feza and Moth were watching over him, no doubt wanting their former home to remain alive and well. The lion's throat tightened at the thought, and he had to fight to catch his breath for a moment, not wanting to start crying in front of the other tanglers that he was instructing around. Thankfully for him, a welcome distraction from his agony would soon come in the form of his son. The son that he had been worrying over for months now. The son that he had been worried he would never speak to again. The son that he had been terrified would just be yet another face added onto the pile of faces that he would never be able to cherish again. Despite all those deep, frantic worries, all of them were blissfully alleviated by two simple words, uttered from the coati's mouth. "Dad? B..Beck?"
The lion was lucky he didn't snap his neck with how fast his head turned upwards, towards his home. He locked eyes with Roy for a moment, his heart beating frantically as his mind stalled. Was he hallucinating? Had Moth's death finally sent him over the edge into total, full-on insanity? Despite these worries, Aurum found himself stumbling forward, tripping over his paws in his frantic rush to move forward to Roy, climbing up onto his front porch. Already tears began to streak down from his one remaining eye, his front limbs moving to wrap around Roy and pull the other into his chest, against the fluff of his mane. As he buried his nose into the fluff on top of Roy's head, he croaked out softly, "Roy... Roy... you're awake... you're finally awake. I'm so glad... I've missed you so much..." He nuzzled the other male's head gently, a soft gulp of half-laughter and half-sob leaving him before he continued, "I wasn't sure you would ever wake up... but you're here..." Even as Aurum's world was thrown into chaos, and it felt like everything was shattering around him, there was at least one thing he could cling to. At least one thing to continue living for. And that thing was his beloved children, who he refused to leave behind, despite everything.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
#psychosocial.He had been outside when Roy woke up, his movements slow and jerky, as if just lifting one of his legs filled him with supreme pain. He had been helping out around the town, making an active effort to fix things up after the destruction that the tremors had brought with them. It was all he could do, really. If he stopped for even a moment and let his emotions catch up to him again, he knew that he would fall apart, and he wouldn't be able to put the pieces back together again. He couldn't afford to do that, not when Tanglewood needed him. Not when Feza and Moth were watching over him, no doubt wanting their former home to remain alive and well. The lion's throat tightened at the thought, and he had to fight to catch his breath for a moment, not wanting to start crying in front of the other tanglers that he was instructing around. Thankfully for him, a welcome distraction from his agony would soon come in the form of his son. The son that he had been worrying over for months now. The son that he had been worried he would never speak to again. The son that he had been terrified would just be yet another face added onto the pile of faces that he would never be able to cherish again. Despite all those deep, frantic worries, all of them were blissfully alleviated by two simple words, uttered from the coati's mouth. "Dad? B..Beck?"
The lion was lucky he didn't snap his neck with how fast his head turned upwards, towards his home. He locked eyes with Roy for a moment, his heart beating frantically as his mind stalled. Was he hallucinating? Had Moth's death finally sent him over the edge into total, full-on insanity? Despite these worries, Aurum found himself stumbling forward, tripping over his paws in his frantic rush to move forward to Roy, climbing up onto his front porch. Already tears began to streak down from his one remaining eye, his front limbs moving to wrap around Roy and pull the other into his chest, against the fluff of his mane. As he buried his nose into the fluff on top of Roy's head, he croaked out softly, "Roy... Roy... you're awake... you're finally awake. I'm so glad... I've missed you so much..." He nuzzled the other male's head gently, a soft gulp of half-laughter and half-sob leaving him before he continued, "I wasn't sure you would ever wake up... but you're here..." Even as Aurum's world was thrown into chaos, and it felt like everything was shattering around him, there was at least one thing he could cling to. At least one thing to continue living for. And that thing was his beloved children, who he refused to leave behind, despite everything.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
— Reggan