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ANGEL ❝ AURUM ❞ TANGLEWOOD

At some point, Aurum would really need to speak to Vig about some changes that needed to be made. For one thing, the newest generation of tanglers really needed to learn about the tree markings for the good of them all. They were useful in that they not only signposted traps, but also good places to go hunting, and places where there was clean water. Not only that, but the lion really needed to speak to Vig about them possibly getting rid of the traps that were littered about their territory. There was little reason for them nowadays, especially without Beck around to go around resetting them near daily – he found himself wondering where the fuck the ghost had decided to wander off to. Either way, it had been proven that the traps weren't exactly useful. They hadn't done anything when The Pitt had tried to raid them, and the angel somehow doubted they'd be able to do much more if anybody else tried to attack. As it was now, they only represented a threat to new joiners. Or, in this latest case, to the wildlife that lived within the swamp as a whole. That was far from a positive, considering that wildlife was what they turned to for food.

Of course, that was something to address at a later time, when the lion wasn't feeling so exhausted, and injured. At the moment, Aurum had just been laying outside of his home, curled up on his porch and letting his golden pelt absorb the sun's rays. He was comfortable for the first time in a while, his injured leg carefully tucked off to the side, along with his broken wing. He couldn't help but wonder whether or not he was finally comfortable because he had found a good position to rest in, or just because of the poppy seeds he had been given earlier. Either way, he didn't mind, his eyes drooping and his breath coming out in soft and deep waves as he laid there, simply observing the world around him. His interest was piqued, however, when he noticed Sophiea quickly trotting by, holding her bag especially carefully. He had met the new feline rather recently, and while he didn't want to be nosy, he couldn't help but notice the slightly worried and thoughtful expression on her face. Always willing to be helpful, Aurum reluctantly pushed himself up from his laying down position, a little pained grunt leaving him as he descended down from his own porch.

The scent of an owl on the air only pushed Aurum farther forward, the angel eventually stepping into the doorway of Sophiea and Eternalknight's home. He might've felt a bit bad about just letting himself in, if it weren't for the fact that Soph seemed to perpetually leave the front door open. With his kinked tail flicking slowly behind him, the former proxy letting out a soft and surprised chuckle when he noticed the egg that was now sitting on Sophiea's couch. He muttered as he slowly stepped inside, looking over the egg and stretching out his neck to nudge his nose gently against the shell of it, "An egg...? Where'd you get an egg, Sophiea? I'm gonna assume that you didn't lay it, so..." Even though Aurum had seen a great many strange hybrids in his day, he heavily doubted that Sophiea had the ability to lay eggs, even with the feathered wings that laid upon her back.

BUT SINCE IT FALLS UNTO MY LOT
THAT I SHOULD RISE AND YOU SHOULD NOT

— Reggan