03-09-2023, 05:14 PM
ATTICUS ROUX -
Atticus did not look back after Rosemary gestured for their leave. He followed her to the treeline, letting his little legs carry him as fast as they could. The domestic feline managed to jump, tuck, and roll to avoid the underbrush's fury as he ran, similarly to what his distant relative had. Thankfully, he managed to keep up. Atticus, in time, eventually caught up to her. As her pace slowed, so did his, and he began to walk side by side with Rosemary. For a few moments, he huffed and puffed, but overall managed to succumb his breathing to a healthy rate.
As they walked, she started to talk... and it was a question he did not want to think about. Atticus held disdain for Aesior's decisions with the island, especially capturing a close ally and distant relative of his. He had been letting his frustrations bottle up, rather than speaking up. With a sigh and a shake of his head, the feline could only visibly disapprove of his next words. "Yes," he answered. "Tanglewood does." He made sure not to say 'we,' given his displeasure.
Alexandre's status though? He did not know of. Perhaps he should be more invested in that and extend a paw their way. Consider it a note for later. With that in mind, he chose to answer truthfully. Rosemary deserved to know the full story. "I can't say whether they're okay or not," the feline replied. "I can find out for you if you'd like, but I assume they're being well taken care of." He hoped so at least. "Leverage." He paused for a moment, offering a shrug, only to begin walking again.
"I consider this entire debacle to be rather frustrating," came his next words. His head turned up from the ground and moved over towards Rosemary, eyeing her expression to see whether she agreed or not. "Fuck if we can do something though..." They probably could not. That's where the issue remained. So much for helping. "What are your thoughts though?"
As they walked, she started to talk... and it was a question he did not want to think about. Atticus held disdain for Aesior's decisions with the island, especially capturing a close ally and distant relative of his. He had been letting his frustrations bottle up, rather than speaking up. With a sigh and a shake of his head, the feline could only visibly disapprove of his next words. "Yes," he answered. "Tanglewood does." He made sure not to say 'we,' given his displeasure.
Alexandre's status though? He did not know of. Perhaps he should be more invested in that and extend a paw their way. Consider it a note for later. With that in mind, he chose to answer truthfully. Rosemary deserved to know the full story. "I can't say whether they're okay or not," the feline replied. "I can find out for you if you'd like, but I assume they're being well taken care of." He hoped so at least. "Leverage." He paused for a moment, offering a shrug, only to begin walking again.
"I consider this entire debacle to be rather frustrating," came his next words. His head turned up from the ground and moved over towards Rosemary, eyeing her expression to see whether she agreed or not. "Fuck if we can do something though..." They probably could not. That's where the issue remained. So much for helping. "What are your thoughts though?"