THIS IS A STICK UP ☆ vigenere

[wormwood.]

ANGEL ❝ AURUM ❞ TANGLEWOOD

As per usual, Vigenere was accommodating for the winged lion, happily letting him in with a nonchalant swish of his tail. Aurum would be lying if he said he wasn't glad for Vig's friendship, and especially glad that the other took his advice seriously, even as a simple member of the group. Back when the angel had been proxy, it had been difficult for him to be heard, with Leroy often not around or not listening when he was. The felines way of leading was much different to that, and Aurum was more than a little grateful. So, as he stepped inside with his thin tail flicking from side to side, the male explained with a chuckle, "I just came over to discuss some things, so feel free to tell me if I'm overstepping." Not wanting to focus on words while his wounds were throbbing, the lion made himself comfortable, sitting down before he spoke, "The first thing I wanted to bring up was the traps. I realize that Beck originally set them up to keep the territory safe, but I don't know if we should have them anymore. They weren't exactly any help when The Pitt attacked, and in recent memory, all I can remember them doing is trapping or harming joiners." Aurum couldn't count on both paws the amount of times that he and others had to break joiners out of traps they had gotten caught within, and that wasn't exactly a good thing.

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

— Reggan