03-24-2022, 12:13 AM
[div style="margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; line-height: 22px;"]WE'LL ALWAYS SEEK,
WE'LL ALWAYS FIND!
WE'LL ALWAYS FIND!
The spring was upon them, it seemed. Just as the start of a warm-season thawed the ice and melted the snow, the familiarity of the Coalition was beginning to thaw and melt whatever cold settled into his heart. There wasn't much, mind you, now that he was with Saturn. But there would always be a sense of blood lust in him.
The call of Romulus drew the god from his home, a few white streaks in his fur. Seating himself in the group, his ears leaned forward on his skull to listen. Festivities, decorating, such the like that Byriath once thought stupid. Now, he seemed eager to help. The massive beast rose from his position but waited until Romulus finished.
"If it isn't too much of a problem, I'd like to help with the fly traps." He started, and then a smile reached upon his face. "A 'Meet-and-Greet' wouldn't hurt either. I've seen a few new faces and some old ones as well. It would be nice to get acquainted with everyone." Byriath looked to Romulus, hoping his idea would be approved.
The call of Romulus drew the god from his home, a few white streaks in his fur. Seating himself in the group, his ears leaned forward on his skull to listen. Festivities, decorating, such the like that Byriath once thought stupid. Now, he seemed eager to help. The massive beast rose from his position but waited until Romulus finished.
"If it isn't too much of a problem, I'd like to help with the fly traps." He started, and then a smile reached upon his face. "A 'Meet-and-Greet' wouldn't hurt either. I've seen a few new faces and some old ones as well. It would be nice to get acquainted with everyone." Byriath looked to Romulus, hoping his idea would be approved.
THE WORLD THAT HARDENS AS THE HARSHER WINTER HOLDS --
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BYRIATH ATOKENSIS - XENOSMILUS - LONER - ATTACKS IN UNDERLINED ITALICS.