Yet, it would seem the decision would deepen as another would approach, introducing herself as the lead of the Bluffs, and his attention would be swayed in her direction as her words rose in offering. War. The familiarity of the word struck him, resonating a chord deep inside that he thought he had severed. His old homeland had been well versed in such things, unrest a constant among the clans with little to no peace. From what he had witnessed so far from the other two, it did not seem as if their prides were in any kind of strife or anything that demanded warriors. What had @Amara entangled herself into, and why did he find such a pull on it to know? Or was it that he desired the havoc he had known all his life? His impassive gaze was heavy as it glanced back towards the other leaders before it refocused upon the flecked sovereign, watchful and cold. "Then perhaps, what I seek is in the Bluffs." And there it was at long last, his answer to them all. He would turn to give a nod to both Violarum and Talitha, an acknowledgement of appreciation given to their offering before his solemn attention was given to Amara once more. Show me your war.
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The summer season has finally reached its peak. The sunshine is plentiful, the days are long and the air is hot and humid - but the evenings do not seem to provide the same relief that they once had, and remain somewhat stuffy. Thunderstorms have also began appearing more frequently, particularly in the rainforest and eastern region, though the rain is welcomed after a relatively dry season thus far.
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07-04-2022, 02:53 PM
Which, oh which, should he choose. The question turned restlessly over and over in his mind, his eyes slipping between the two sovereigns in the manner of feline clockwork. He too was feeling the edge beginning to consume him, that he had stayed in one place much too long, and that it should have been settled many minutes ago. Though, that was the thing about Bastian, he never desired to be so hasty. A home in a strange land was certainly nothing of the sort to be in a hurry over, but a valuable asset to start from and only further ambition on down the line. There was strength in both these lands that could very well be key, even if Firnen did not have the numbers that the Mire did yet. @Violarum and @Talitha were both considerable choices, and it was only making it more difficult a thing to sort between them, but he had in the end. He had made up his mind, or so he thought.
Yet, it would seem the decision would deepen as another would approach, introducing herself as the lead of the Bluffs, and his attention would be swayed in her direction as her words rose in offering. War. The familiarity of the word struck him, resonating a chord deep inside that he thought he had severed. His old homeland had been well versed in such things, unrest a constant among the clans with little to no peace. From what he had witnessed so far from the other two, it did not seem as if their prides were in any kind of strife or anything that demanded warriors. What had @Amara entangled herself into, and why did he find such a pull on it to know? Or was it that he desired the havoc he had known all his life? His impassive gaze was heavy as it glanced back towards the other leaders before it refocused upon the flecked sovereign, watchful and cold. "Then perhaps, what I seek is in the Bluffs." And there it was at long last, his answer to them all. He would turn to give a nod to both Violarum and Talitha, an acknowledgement of appreciation given to their offering before his solemn attention was given to Amara once more. Show me your war.
Yet, it would seem the decision would deepen as another would approach, introducing herself as the lead of the Bluffs, and his attention would be swayed in her direction as her words rose in offering. War. The familiarity of the word struck him, resonating a chord deep inside that he thought he had severed. His old homeland had been well versed in such things, unrest a constant among the clans with little to no peace. From what he had witnessed so far from the other two, it did not seem as if their prides were in any kind of strife or anything that demanded warriors. What had @Amara entangled herself into, and why did he find such a pull on it to know? Or was it that he desired the havoc he had known all his life? His impassive gaze was heavy as it glanced back towards the other leaders before it refocused upon the flecked sovereign, watchful and cold. "Then perhaps, what I seek is in the Bluffs." And there it was at long last, his answer to them all. He would turn to give a nod to both Violarum and Talitha, an acknowledgement of appreciation given to their offering before his solemn attention was given to Amara once more. Show me your war.