11-01-2020, 11:11 PM
NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — Halloween. It was a holiday that Aurum was aware of, but not actually very familiar with. It certainly hadn't been celebrated back in the pride, and only one year's worth of experience hadn't made the purpose of it very clear. All he knew was that most throughout Tanglewood got excited when Halloween rolled around, mainly because they as a group certainly did love their creepy things. Despite this, the lion hadn't exactly put much effort into a costume this year. Rather, all he really wanted to do was go out and enjoy himself for a while, before he went back into his home to sleep for another few days. His injuries were nearly fully healed as this point, which made him think that perhaps, someday soon, he'd be able to stay out without feeling exhausted afterwards. Either way, the former proxy had simply grabbed his winged angel mask, sticking it on over his eyes before he had slipped silently from his house. He had intended to go celebrate on his own, by only visiting a few houses, but Elsweyr's call intrigued him, causing him to glance towards her.
He didn't really know who Elsweyr was, – which was unsurprising, given his recent absence – but she seemed friendly enough. That alone was enough to draw the angel over, the large male shaking out his ruddy mane before he spoke, "I'm not sure I've ever heard it called that before, but... I'll join in on the celebration. It would probably be a good idea for me to get out a little, and give my legs and wings some exercise." He had little doubt that he would be exhausted by the end of this endeavor, but that was alright. It was worth it, if it meant that he could see some friends and cause a few smiles before he collapsed back into a heap within his bedroom. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
He didn't really know who Elsweyr was, – which was unsurprising, given his recent absence – but she seemed friendly enough. That alone was enough to draw the angel over, the large male shaking out his ruddy mane before he spoke, "I'm not sure I've ever heard it called that before, but... I'll join in on the celebration. It would probably be a good idea for me to get out a little, and give my legs and wings some exercise." He had little doubt that he would be exhausted by the end of this endeavor, but that was alright. It was worth it, if it meant that he could see some friends and cause a few smiles before he collapsed back into a heap within his bedroom. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
— Reggan