MY OWN WORST ENEMY ☆ prompt, rainy day

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The scent of others reached Aurum even through the refreshing wash of the rain, causing Aurum to look up and open his jaws, trying to further narrow down who was around. The first, he recognized quickly, mainly because of its nnewand unique nature – Marr. He hadn't been around long yet, but the newcomer was certainly interesting, considering the strange form that he possessed. It reminded the lion of some of the mangled and accursed forms that his fellow angels – and quite a few demons – took up, but he didn't want to make assumptions. As much as his heart occasionally swelled with the desire to meet another of his kind who wasn't out to kill him for "betraying" heaven, previous encounters with archangels had left him... wary, to say the least. Just the thought of it cause Aurum to lift a paw to his chest, the pads of his foot gently resting against the stabbing scar that had mostly been covered by mane over time. He quickly shook his head afterwards, taking in a shuddering breath. Anxieties aside, he would feel bad excluding Marr from anything just because of his paranoid thoughts. So, the angel made his way to the front door, sticking his head out far enough to see Marr simply sitting out in the rain. He bit down on his cheek briefly, an ear flicking at Clony's brief statement to the other, "...They're right, you know. You'll catch a cold if you stay out too long. Don't... don't hesitate to come inside and enjoy some tea and food, when you want to."

He then turned to head back inside, tail flicking idly as he heard the soft pitter patter of Clony following him into his home. He was actually sort of surprised that Clony knew what tea was, considering some of the things that they seemed utterly baffled by. However, he was fairly glad that he didn't need to give a full length explanation on what tea was, and why Clony should try it. A low hum leaving him, the lion muttered softly to them, a smile upon his muzzle, "It's Earl Gray tea, actually. Bit bitter, but it's also warm and tasty, so it's perfect for a rainy day like this." Gesturing Clony over, he pushed one of the mugs of tea over to them, hoping that they wouldn't have any difficulty drinking it thanks to their... unique body structure. Hooking a paw around the mug he had for himself, he dragged it in close, taking a sip before he spoke, "I also have small sandwiches that I made. There's all different types, with ham, salami, and turkey... they're for everyone, so if you'd like one, just grab it." He flicked his tail towards the tray of various sandwiches that was sitting on the counter, open for anyone to pick from. He silently thanked Delilah in his head as he eyed them, thinking back to all of the times the dragoness had made tea and sandwiches – or cookies – for the both of them.

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