Mending
02-15-2016, 06:36 PM
After the challenge, Rivaxorus was not left sore. He was unaware of the connection between the man and Leo. From what he took though, he had been an Armada. His aunt's wife was an armada if he put two and two together he would know it was something to do with a reactive of theirs. His worry was sitting with Leo at the moment. Not that he didn't feel sorrow for Amalia or what she may have been going through. The young boy had seen fights in his life - but something like this both scared and fascinated him for the path ahead. Besides, he needed to let Leo know what was on his mind.
His two different colored eyes looked at the orange man for a moment. Rivaxorus couldn't help but to smile, despite Leo's wounds he seemed okay. However, masks could be easily worn. The larger male approached his uncle, dipping his head respectfully towards the alpha. "You're looking well Leo, how are your wounds feeling?" he would start with something simple. Rivaxorus hated how he didn't want to completely ignore his life. Everyone had something going on, but he found a way to push himself into his own path. |
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