PASSAGE OF TIME || One's Intro

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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

the sounds of growls and discussion caught the sage's attention, his ears standing up and angling towards the grouping. a tempered breath leaving him, the akhlut would approach with his lantern held in his jaws, casting a soft flickering light over the snow-laden grounds. "good evening", he would mumble about the iron ring, his voice distorted. eyes flickered over feathers among fur, fabrics among hides, he would set the lantern down as the sentry stretched. "are you alright, one?", he was still getting used to the names of those around him, slowly coming to remember them. gaze flitting to the small she-cat, he searched his mind for her name, ah, savah.

"how about you, savah? and young miss jade?", he would be completely honest, his patrol had been lonely and boring, having believed himself to be the only body out and about. his head would turn as he heard the sounds of rustling feathers and of jaws clicking shut, rewarded by the bedraggled sight of their local valkyrie climbing from her den after jadeire, her eyes still half-open. he felt bad for having sent the corps member on so many patrols as of recent, but she had taken it without complaint, a silent force alongside everyone, a force to get shit done. the woman was tired for it, even he could tell that, but he was amused by her tired stumbling over to one, sinking her muzzle into his fur with soft spoken muffled words that he couldn't catch.

#psychosocial.