07-06-2020, 05:04 PM
♛ The sight of yellow fur is often an uneasy one. The faerie did not enjoy the idea of hating anyone but Caesar had pushed the limits of his compassion and patience. To be mean and cruel and posess blind ambition, with no regard to others. Raziel could not forgive Caesar as easily as he could his cousin, who still possessed kindness and care for his own.
The wolf found his head tilting as he failed to recognize the feline despite the unusual colored fur. It was a relief to know his daughter did not have Caesar to deal with. He did wonder, if for a moment if the exile had family, having never heard mention of such. A question for another time, the faerie decides.
Politely, he dipped his head. "Family. My name is Raziel; I'd like to visit Suvi... Or ah, Kiira, I believe she's called here." A pause, brows creasing for just a moment. "I would also like to discuss a duel membership. I know I would have to do my best to divide my time, but I am willing to make the effort. If that would be permitted, of course."
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[color=#2d2766]「 DID YOU SEE THE SPARKS FILLED WITH HOPE 」
[color=#2d4062]you are not alone, 'Cause someone's out there, sending out flares
[div style="font-size:6.9pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;letter-spacing:.1px;margin-top:-3px;margin-bottom:5px;"][color=#2e595e]RAZIEL Ó FAOLÁIN | THE TYPHOON | CREWMATE | FAERIE KING | #FAESQUAD | PENNED BY OMBRE