Let Mercy Come -- drawing

[wormwood.]

NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — It was of no surprise to Aurum that Elsweyr soon showed up after him, considering the cheetah's connection to young Ares. While the angel knew that Els didn't care much for reading – that much was evident from how she only enjoyed picture books – she did care for Ares, and wherever the girl went, the warrior was soon to follow. He honestly found it to be pretty sweet, considering Ares very much did deserve someone to watch over and protect her, and Aurum didn't really want to be alone in doing so. He already took care of so many children on his own, and while he loved them all dearly, it did happen to take a bit of a stressful toll on him over time. With Elsweyr's help, it felt as though that weight was significantly lessened, something he would have to thank her for at some point. Later, when all of them actually had a chance to breathe without worry of everything crumbling down.

Shaking that thought off for the moment, the former proxy refocused his attention on Ares, slowly nodding before he spoke, "Drawing...? Oh, I see. Well, that's very impressive. I was never much of an artist when I was a cub... think I just didn't have the talent for it. Although you clearly do." He looked down at her various sketches, taking in what the child had said they were doing. Farming? That was what he had to assume Ares was referring to. Head tilted to one side, Aurum questioned, "What is it that they're holding up, in that one?" He tapped his paw lightly against the paper, being careful as to not to rip it. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.