12-01-2020, 02:20 AM
NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — It was true that Tanglewood had a habit of holding grudges, especially against those that had lived out in The Pitt. Especially when it came to the few who were the children of Jervis, Tanglewood's former tormenter. Aurum was no exception to this rule, having held a grudge against The Pitt and all those that dwelled within it for a long time. Despite this, he found that he couldn't summon up any rage about Sweeney being here. It would've been hypocritical for him to hate all Pittians anymore, considering Atticus was technically one of them. And even if Sweeney was one of Jervis's daughter, she had come claiming that Atticus was her friend. Truth be told, Aurum had a very hard time believing that his nephew would've befriended the fox if she was just as bad as her tyrannical and insane father. It was because of this that the angel's gaze held no sense of wariness or anger as he approached the border that day, coming to a stop beside Khajhad. Instead, his one blue eye contained only remorse, and a sense of pity for Sweeney and the news he would be forced to give her.
After allowing Khajhad to speak, the African lion cleared his throat, eye trained on Sweeney as he spoke, "I'm sorry to say that you can't see Atticus, Sweeney. And not because of any of us." Flicking his tail back in the direction of camp, Aurum began to speak in a snarl, although it wasn't directed at the gulping, instead focused at the Coalition, "Even we don't know where Atticus is. These bastards... the Coalition of the Condemned. They're led by Stryker, and they've essentially taken the entirety of Tanglewood hostage." Tail still lashing and a sense of guilt in his blue gaze, the male continued, "We tried to stage a revolt. So that Atticus could go and tell The Pitt and The Typhoon about what was happening, and ask for help. But he was caught... since then, we haven't seen him. We don't know what Stryker has done with him." His words were rather straightforward, but that was because they needed to be. If he hesitated too much, then he was sure he would break down, either in fury or remorse. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
After allowing Khajhad to speak, the African lion cleared his throat, eye trained on Sweeney as he spoke, "I'm sorry to say that you can't see Atticus, Sweeney. And not because of any of us." Flicking his tail back in the direction of camp, Aurum began to speak in a snarl, although it wasn't directed at the gulping, instead focused at the Coalition, "Even we don't know where Atticus is. These bastards... the Coalition of the Condemned. They're led by Stryker, and they've essentially taken the entirety of Tanglewood hostage." Tail still lashing and a sense of guilt in his blue gaze, the male continued, "We tried to stage a revolt. So that Atticus could go and tell The Pitt and The Typhoon about what was happening, and ask for help. But he was caught... since then, we haven't seen him. We don't know what Stryker has done with him." His words were rather straightforward, but that was because they needed to be. If he hesitated too much, then he was sure he would break down, either in fury or remorse. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
— Reggan