what was right is wrong ◍ drinking,

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THE WAR-MAKER

golden lung dragon & black jaguar w/ vitiligo. god of war - ancient. they/them/he/his. formerly blind. former hp of AE & RB. wind element & electric element. firstborn son of jerisidie lingré & current head of family. member of tanglewood. courting --. mentally moderate. physically hard.

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"How have you been holding up?" The question was the first thing to reach them, breaking through the barricade of mingling thoughts and partial memories. Blinking blue eyes, stretching their neck as they took a deep inhale and releasing it. They'd been a little startled to hear the soft voice, even with their waiting for other presences. "Ahem, I'm doing alright. How about you?", it was only customary to return kindnesses. Their gaze turned to her, an odd sense of fresh loss striking at their chest. They couldn't let the pain distract them. She'd been there at their arrival, and she still seemed to be on edge around them.

Next to come was another feline. Had they met before? He sort of reminded them of Atbash, maybe there was a relation? "Evening or is it morning?", they cared little to track the time these days. "Bai Shi Lingré. Feel free to call me Bai.", they would introduce themselves. There was nobody here they would let call them Lynn, at least not yet. It seemed he may be related, through his name at least to Atbash, "Are you related to Ms. Atbash?", call them overly curious.

Third to come was Arrow, humor flashing through their eyes at her announcement of arrival. "Good'ay to you too, Arrow. Story's the same. Nothing better than to down a few.", they would rumble softly. The others shouldn't have to be concerned over their state, but that's what good group members did. The lingering loss and emptiness in their chest could only remind them of their broken promises. "When this heat's gone ... say we have a drinking competition?"