11-06-2020, 10:31 PM
NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — The approach of Kiira caused Aurum to turn towards the former healer, a slightly forced smile on his face. He could only hope that it would come off as reassuring, since he could tell that she wasn't doing well. Not that such a thing was much of a surprise – Kiira had never been much of fighter, which he couldn't exactly blame her for. Clearing his throat, Aurum then rumbled in a soft and calm voice, "Kiira... if you don't want to participate, I understand. We can just figure out somewhere safe for you to hide, and you can treat any wounds that end up happening..." He knew that Kiira had plenty of skills when it came to healing, and he didn't really want to risk her getting hurt. She could potentially use her teleportation, yes, but she didn't have as much teleportation as some others did – that was a huge risk, and he didn't want to risk her getting severe injuries. He doubted that anyone else there wanted Kiira to risk injuries too – Torren least of all, wherever he was at the moment.
Atticus spoke next, and Aurum could tell that he was nervous, but determined. The lion wanted to be able to take the pressure off of Atti's shoulders, but he also knew that he couldn't be the one to sneak out. He was far too large, and had already attracted too much attention. Sighing softly, the former proxy let his tail brush lightly against the feline's back, hoping he could provide some comfort as he muttered, "Thank you, Atticus... we're counting on you. And I've got the greatest faith in you, alright?" He offered his nephew a little smile, before looking up at the sound of more approaching pawsteps. The angel immediately tensed up when he saw it was Salvia, having remembered leaving the boy in the safest corner of the bunker that he could find. He quickly moved over to where his son was standing, one feathered wing reaching out to wrap around the other before he spoke, "Salvia... I know that you want to help, but I can't risk you getting hurt. You haven't had any proper training yet, and you're still so small... these people are dangerous. It's hard enough for me to let Atticus go and do this, I can't have you out there when all the fighting is going on. What if you and Kiira stayed together?" Perhaps if Salvia was a bit older, then Aurum would've been able to let him fight in some small capacity. However, the cub was still so young, and the lion didn't want any of the Coalition members setting a paw on his child. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
Atticus spoke next, and Aurum could tell that he was nervous, but determined. The lion wanted to be able to take the pressure off of Atti's shoulders, but he also knew that he couldn't be the one to sneak out. He was far too large, and had already attracted too much attention. Sighing softly, the former proxy let his tail brush lightly against the feline's back, hoping he could provide some comfort as he muttered, "Thank you, Atticus... we're counting on you. And I've got the greatest faith in you, alright?" He offered his nephew a little smile, before looking up at the sound of more approaching pawsteps. The angel immediately tensed up when he saw it was Salvia, having remembered leaving the boy in the safest corner of the bunker that he could find. He quickly moved over to where his son was standing, one feathered wing reaching out to wrap around the other before he spoke, "Salvia... I know that you want to help, but I can't risk you getting hurt. You haven't had any proper training yet, and you're still so small... these people are dangerous. It's hard enough for me to let Atticus go and do this, I can't have you out there when all the fighting is going on. What if you and Kiira stayed together?" Perhaps if Salvia was a bit older, then Aurum would've been able to let him fight in some small capacity. However, the cub was still so young, and the lion didn't want any of the Coalition members setting a paw on his child. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
— Reggan