02-16-2021, 12:00 AM
Fury. It rolled off of Aurum in waves as he moved through the desert, his strides long and his footsteps heavy. He had shifted out of his pregnant form for the moment, instead standing tall in his lion form, large wings settled against his back and his jaw clenched. He wasn't willing to risk the lives of his cubs, and considering this could easily go south, and fast, he wanted to make sure he was ready for a fight. Not that he was particularly intimidated by The Pitt – they were a tiny and weak group at this point, and the archangel was fairly sure his patrol was as big as their entire member base at this point. Honestly, the desert-dwelling group was just lucky that Aurum was merciful, and he hadn't just launched a raid on them to begin with. Instead, he'd listened to Elsweyr's tale of what had happened, and he knew exactly what he wanted now. Dante's head, served up to them on a goddamn golden platter. And if Gael had some sort of problem with that... well, he'd learn just how rough things could truly become in the middle of winter.
The lion only stopped his grim march forward when he reached where the desert met the trees, sitting back on his haunches. Behind him stood not only one or two other Tanglers, but six. Sophiea, Moth, Kiira, Steel, Arrow, and Atbash all followed after him, eager to demand some sort of payment for the truce being broken, and their shadow regent being injured. Some of them, such as Moth and Kiira, had only come along to make sure things didn't get too out of control, but Aurum doubted they were particularly happy about things either. Particularly Moth, considering even more of her supplies went into healing the wounds that Elsweyr had sustained. Just thinking of what had happened caused the luminary's tail to lash behind him, the sand around him seeming to shift and sink in response to his elementals. He could already feel the distinctive warmth of his flame elementals burning in his chest, ready to respond at a moment's notice. Part of him just wanted to open up and burn down the rest of The Pitt's territory already, but he resisted – mainly due to the presence of Moth. He knew how disappointed his sister would be in him if he did such a thing.
Taking a deep breath inwards, Aurum roared out into the air, his wings opening as he announced, "Pittians! Not only has one of your members broke, the truce that I had established between our two groups, but they also near fatally injured none other than my shadow regent! We are here to demand that Dante be turned over to us for punishment!" As soon as he heard approaching footsteps, the Tanglewood luminary lowered his voice only slightly as he continued, "Tanglewood was never looking for any kind of alliance with your group. We were merely looking for some level of peace, especially considering recent events. And yet... evidently there is so little control over The Pitt's own members that you couldn't even last a damn month with a truce. However... if you just hand this Dante fool over to us, we will be willing to forget this incident." Never forgive, though. The archangel had little intention of ever forgiving The Pitt's damned actions.
( feel free to post before them, but [member=17611]moth[/member], [member=2344]suvi k.[/member], [member=17953]Steel .[/member], [member=597]ATBASH CIPHER.[/member], @— arrow and @S. PENDRAGON )
The lion only stopped his grim march forward when he reached where the desert met the trees, sitting back on his haunches. Behind him stood not only one or two other Tanglers, but six. Sophiea, Moth, Kiira, Steel, Arrow, and Atbash all followed after him, eager to demand some sort of payment for the truce being broken, and their shadow regent being injured. Some of them, such as Moth and Kiira, had only come along to make sure things didn't get too out of control, but Aurum doubted they were particularly happy about things either. Particularly Moth, considering even more of her supplies went into healing the wounds that Elsweyr had sustained. Just thinking of what had happened caused the luminary's tail to lash behind him, the sand around him seeming to shift and sink in response to his elementals. He could already feel the distinctive warmth of his flame elementals burning in his chest, ready to respond at a moment's notice. Part of him just wanted to open up and burn down the rest of The Pitt's territory already, but he resisted – mainly due to the presence of Moth. He knew how disappointed his sister would be in him if he did such a thing.
Taking a deep breath inwards, Aurum roared out into the air, his wings opening as he announced, "Pittians! Not only has one of your members broke, the truce that I had established between our two groups, but they also near fatally injured none other than my shadow regent! We are here to demand that Dante be turned over to us for punishment!" As soon as he heard approaching footsteps, the Tanglewood luminary lowered his voice only slightly as he continued, "Tanglewood was never looking for any kind of alliance with your group. We were merely looking for some level of peace, especially considering recent events. And yet... evidently there is so little control over The Pitt's own members that you couldn't even last a damn month with a truce. However... if you just hand this Dante fool over to us, we will be willing to forget this incident." Never forgive, though. The archangel had little intention of ever forgiving The Pitt's damned actions.
( feel free to post before them, but [member=17611]moth[/member], [member=2344]suvi k.[/member], [member=17953]Steel .[/member], [member=597]ATBASH CIPHER.[/member], @— arrow and @S. PENDRAGON )
— Reggan