10-01-2020, 12:01 AM
[align=center][glow=grey,2,300] and what's wrong with being confident?[/glow]
today was a good day, in that the smell of lingering smoke off a stranger didn't send him into the defense and rather more concerned than anything. Golden eyes watching the other from the tree-tops for a moment before he decided to make his presence known. Large black wings spreading and catching his frame as he glided down- or rather landed a touch softer than usual on the ground near them. There was a flash of the large amount of scars that fur refused to cover. Burns and the claws of his enemies burred deeply into his pelt- There were patches where feathers were trying to grow and the sight of dull red skin was prominent instead of black melanistic fur.
"you smell of smoke and-" It was only at a closer sight that Hebi could see the clear tracks where tears dragged at his fur. A quick blink as the jaguar's wings snapped closed and suddenly the large- threatening presence that Hebi had demonstrated turned docile. Concern washed over his face. "are you alright?" The jaguar took note of the other's age, trying to curl his wings tighter into himself to cut off the sight he had previously made. Claws unsheathed without want or need of them he took a step back instead of approaching the few feet between them.
"You're in Elysium lands, sanctuary- if you need it." hebi introduced as apropos to nothing. Dark form trying to catagorize any of the injuries on the younger feline. Bright eyes flickering over their form.
-- but rather, a whisper
hebi . winged black panther . bio