take a breath of myth and mystery / weekly task+ gifts from the typhoon

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]ah, gifts. how kind of them. as he approached the small group, prestige made a mental note to return the gesture, offering the pup a smile in the process. "thank you, snare. we appreciate it very much." he cooed. his ears perked up lightly at the child's mention of mortem, head tipping when he revealed it was his last name. "yes, actually; though there aren't too many left." the snow leopard informed. "our previous leader was sola mortem, and if i'm not mistaken peytriviing here has taken the name as well. do you know your parents?" he cooed out lightly.