Cold. It wrapped itself around him like a blanket. Curling it's fingers and gripping his fur. Mismatched jewels drank on the cold and solid white ground, the snow even laying a soft blanket against the top of his spine where the extra fur stood. His large paws putting a crunch to the snow beneath his weight. He had come here in search of one thing and he would find it regardless of the cost. There were other scents here, mingled together but distinct regardless and none where familiar to him. How disappointing it was to not smell a Savante. A grumble erupted from his throat as he traveled through the Passage searching for signs of another Savante.

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plunder & raise & war are nigh

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Settling into the snowy plains, Wolfgang turned his attention to his new responsibilities, roaming out further, further, until the landscape became coast and sand. Maua’s Passage, a place he had been many times before but never from this perspective.

The broad lion roams the beaches with steady, focused paths, following scents and pawprints for signs of rogues. It isn’t long until he finds another, a pale and ink form upon the icy horizon. He treads through sand and snow to approach, a chuff rising from his chest toward @Zsolt.

“If it is refuge you seek, wanderer,” he rumbles as he draws closer, “Lorien Plains offers you shelter.”

The sound of movement coming towards him, the snow crunching beneath another foot and weight. It all caused Zsolt to look towards the oncoming company and stand still. His toes wiggled in the ground beneath them as he listened to the question at hand. In truth, I seek my family but do tell about your pride. All the knowledge that he knew of each pride the better. That way when he finally found his family, then perhaps he could offer some kind of knowledge in knowing more about the other prides. Zsolt was not aware of how much everyone else knew about each pride or how long they had been residing in Amaryllis. So he was thinking ahead.

@Wolfgang

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plunder & raise & war are nigh

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Her children were tucked safe at home giving the mother some free time, forest green eyes scanned over the passageway, looking for others to recruit. She sees a figure in the distance but she isn't close enough to recognize, so the disowned Savante moves closer until it is far too late to just avoid the lion in front of her. "Zsolt.." She greets her cousin carefully, trying not to betray her uneasiness, he surely wouldn't know about her being disowned, but he would soon enough.

She has nod to the other make, smelling of Lorien, she would assume he was a friend then, her tail twitched behind her as she sat back on her hunches, "Welcome to Amaryllis."

The familiar scent of his son became obvious to him as Alexander came upon the passge. Ears flag, his heart racing - a smile touches his lips as the beast moves to enter the scene. By now he has gotten used to ignoring Levana. It comes instinctually as that was the way of the Death Curse. She was a spirit to him now, however, with Zsolt...he was unaware of this. The scent of Firnen was what alerted him to her presence. Instead of looking at her, those blue eyes focused on @Zsolt, body somewhat stiff. "Hello, my son. I am glad to see you returned to us, the family resides in the Hollows for the most part. If you wish, I can escort you there now?" He did not mean to dismiss the other presence amongst them from the Plains, but he needed to get his son away before his soul was condemned and a cleansing would be necessary. Moving to stand beside him, he'd bump his head gently against his son's before murmuring into his ear, so only he could hear, "Do not look at her." It was all he would say before withdrawing and smiling brightly.

The white-splashed lion sought kin. Many did, in these lands. Wolfgang had himself, some time before. “Of course.” he rumbles, about to dip into a polite explanation of the plains and it’s benefits- only a stranger had approached, smelling of the rainforest. An ally of the plains, as the Bezra man understood. She knew the spotted lion’s name, offering a welcome. They did not look so dissimilar either, as he looked between them. “The family, you mentioned?” he rumbled.

Only more peculiar does the situation become as another approaches - the new king of the hollow, he recognised from the challenge. Oddly, he did not acknowledge the rainforest representative. Wolfgang couldn’t be certain, but he suspected the red king’s gaze had slid right past her.

“The plains are a lush place led by High Sovereign Aeistrios and his wives.” he now took the silence to answer the question he had been asked, “Our borders are well-guarded and our members are skilled and strong.” He has to recall to times long past to remember how to impress, but Wolfgang doesn’t think this lion would likely be choosing Lorien to return to today. "You are welcome there, wanderer, if you wish."

@Zsolt @Levana @Alexander ♔

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Take my hand through the flames, I torture you, I'm a slave to your games, I'm just a sucker for pain

` Levana swallows the lump in her throat, hearing @Wolfgangs words, ``Former family.. `` She answers swiftly, but quietly, she was going to leave soon, turn away, find somewhere else to recruit, until Alexander shows up, and his eyes gaze right past her.
The hurt on levana's face wasn't something she could just hide, she'd been okay until @Alexander ♔ showed up, but now her heart felt like it were shattering, the pieces crumbling as they broke.

Her lip trembled, ears flat against her head, rage and hurt swirled in her chest, ``Uncle... Please.. I'm not dead! I'm right here! Don't do this! `` She can't help the broken cry that falls from her lips, tears staining her cheeks, the hurt causing her voice to break as she yelled, ``Please! Look at me! I am alive! I just gave birth to four cubs, that are alive and well! `` The plea in her voice is strong, she could face down Teodora, she could walk past anyone else, but her uncle was tearing her apart.`

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Well well, shortly after he spoke to @Wolfgang about his family, one showed up. His name was voiced by a female who welcomed him into Amaryllis . Her voice seemed unsteady but before Zsolt could truly look at his cousin and voice his own greeting the one and only arrived. @Alexander ♔ showed up in force and came straight to him, snatching his attention away from @Levana instantly. Hearing that family was residing in the Hollows, a place he was not familiar with obviously but if family was there then family is where he belonged. His gaze even began to turn back to Wolfgang before a bump occurred to his shoulder and his ear flickered towards his father whom sought to tell him - and only him - to not spare Levana a glance or stare. It drew out curiosity in the beast but that was for another time.

Looking towards Wolfgang once again, Zsolt would dip his head. The Plains sound lovely, and I'm surely to visit them but for now I will go to the Hollow's with my father. Perhaps in the future I will join your ranks? It was a slight question but true. He was loyal to family to a fault but one day he planned to stretch his wings. Once he finished speaking, he turned to Alexander - hearing his cousin scream for attention - before speaking. Lead the way.

exit with alexander

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plunder & raise & war are nigh

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Much to his surprise, it appeared Wolfgang had stumbled into some sort of family drama. Something whispered to the rogue changed his whole demeanour as an anguished cry came from the Rainforest lioness.

Uncomfortable with most displays of emotion beyond his family, Wolfgang’s ears twist uncertainly and his brow furrows. This didn’t seem to be any of his business and the Bezra man hesitates awkwardly between it all. To be ignored by family? Uncle, the rainforest woman had called the new king of the hollows. Wolfgang could not fathom the circumstance that could have caused such a reaction. Time to leave.

“Very well.” he rumbles acceptingly as Zsolt makes his decision - one the Lorien Gentry had accepted. “… May Eira guide you.” What else could he say without discussing the elephant in the room? “Farewell, miss.” he adds with an uncertain glance to the distraught rainforest queen.

/exit Wolfgang