He hadn't gone to the challenge. He hadn't thought, for one second, that Novella would lose. Félicien wasn't sure what to do. What to think. All he knew was members of his family were gone now. Novella, Aslan, Frith, Sorrel... all of them were gone. Frith had mentioned something about leaving back to some old lands but Féli hadn't really been paying attention. He didn't want to go with them. He wanted to stay in Alacritia and, knowing Abaven was family, that was where Félicien would set off.
Tac was hopefully somewhere close by, and by his side was young Thalos. Arkay, the other of Novella and Frith's youngest, was likely somewhere close by. Hopefully padding alongside Tac if he got sidetracked by anything. Félicien would let out a soft sigh, coming to stand by Abaven's borders. Any of Threar's old members were likely to join him here, something he'd add in his song as he called for Bass.
That song finished Félicien would look to Thalos, who seemed to be a bit crestfallen about it all. But he had wanted to stay in Alacritia as well, stay with Féli. The golden boy had promised to keep them safe... and that he would. The older male would gently nuzzle Thalos' head, a gentle smile on his lips. "Shhh... things will be alright." The young man promised.
