YOUR DECEPTION // Tanglewood visitors

[michael t.]

LIKE THE MOON SAYS TO THE DARK — The scent of Tanglewood brought no comfort to Michael, despite the fact that the two groups were allies. Even though they were mostly unaware of it, Tanglewood was one of the groups that the male was a fugitive from, after his ill fated decision to kidnap Moth. However, that had been many months ago now – he had changed quite drastically since then – and unbeknownst to Michael, Moth was no longer alive to identify him. As a result of this, the reaver was hesitant to approach the pair of Vigenere and Bloodhound, his limbs feeling as though they weighed hundreds of pounds. It felt more improper, unfortunately, for a reaver to not go and welcome them in, or at least say hello. So, steeling himself, the jewelry covered feline had made the walk up to beside Jaime and Keona, sitting down beside his nephew and shooting him a look of greeting. He caught the tail end of what was being said, and thankfully it didn't seem as though there was any trouble. Just discussion over the meteor strike, and everything that it had entailed – for all of the groups, really. Elysium seemed as though they were the only ones spared.

After a moment of hesitation, Michael finally spoke, his voice slightly hoarse from a day spent hunting, rather than talking, "Hey there, you two... it's good to hear Tanglewood's doing well. I'm Michael, and I'm a reaver here." That seemed inconspicuous enough. Although... he did have extra questions. Memories of Kaz's body being crushed beneath the destruction from the meteor flashed in his mind, and his heart sank. He couldn't help himself, and after a moment, he was mumbling softly, "Tanglewood didn't lose anyone in the strike... did you?" Vigenere had said that there was no major damage... maybe that meant that there were no casualties as well? — WE WILL NEVER BE APART