02-11-2021, 04:52 PM
The conjuration of cold, icy fragments lined his vision as Sojourn grazed his vision and formed a frozen throne before his eyes. Romulus assumed this was her time. The decision was between two, but to him, the answer was obvious and she had managed to ascend to the throne first. Quick and timely, she began to speak. His eyes narrowed as she got to the point instantly, a soft huff leaving him. Just like his father's funeral, the female of the family bluntly stated their counterpart was dead. Sojourn clearly displayed his mother's bold traits. Despite that, he settled down to listen with rounded ears perked and periwinkle hues zoned in.
His tail flicked as she mentioned ranks. The lion hadn't considered his path, not minding either, as he held both an interest for his mother's healing and his father's warbound lifestyle. For now, he'd focus on his own mentality. Ascension wasn't a priority of his currently, although it interested him. Offering a nod, he remained silent and let the rest spill out, only to express no concerns himself. Romulus wanted to inquire about helping the funeral, but he figured that was best to mention in private.
His tail flicked as she mentioned ranks. The lion hadn't considered his path, not minding either, as he held both an interest for his mother's healing and his father's warbound lifestyle. For now, he'd focus on his own mentality. Ascension wasn't a priority of his currently, although it interested him. Offering a nod, he remained silent and let the rest spill out, only to express no concerns himself. Romulus wanted to inquire about helping the funeral, but he figured that was best to mention in private.