04-18-2021, 11:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-18-2021, 11:09 AM by ANTARCTICREIGN M..)
At the other's mention of his company, Antarcticreign flicked an ear; a mistake. The magpie, taking it as an invite, dived for the angel's ear once more, earning an aggravated raven's cry that came from the supposed feline. Bared teeth snapped at the corvid's tail feathers, though there was no intent behind the motion. Too clearly controlled in the way the maw missed feather, the most subtle upturn at the corner of his maw, the way the magpie rose into the air with a laughing cry as if this was a common game they played.
He paid no mind to the other's staring, aware of how the raven upon his shoulder may be an odd sight. Shuffling his own raven wings, he would smile at the other, head tilting in interest. Pendragon? A peculiar name, one that itched at the back of his mind and drug up old memories, though he shook them away. He was much too far from the kingdom and the man before him lacked the familiar German accent.
"Antarcticreign Muzikant, it's good to meet you, mate," he rasped with a kind smile, nodding. He tsks softly as the raven began to call out "Tea teller! Tea teller!" before being shush by the immortal once more, who informed them they were being very rude. Returning his attention to the legate, he nodded. "Though I'll need to return to my camp where I left my belongings shortly, I was interested in taking up residence within your borders," he hummed, watching the other carefully. "I wanted to come in and meet you all first, mate, make sure it would be friendly faces I would be living with." He was sure the other could understand.
— Reggan
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ancient ◇ immortal ☆ angel of death ◇ winged feline
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