Asante sana Squash banana

Iroh wasn’t allowed too long to stand and process what had just happened. Usually the mandrills gave him a wide enough birth, he’d never been so close save for when Benkos was around. Pyrrhic found his way to his side, Iroh’s blue and lavender gaze shifted to his cousin’s intimidating form. The young Abraxas lifted his head a little higher and wagged his tail softly at his ankles. Of all the wolves in his life Iroh respected Pyrrhic the most, he never talked down to him and was always encouraging him in the right direction.

”They’re amazing, Pyrrhic.” He told him honestly, having a healthy respect for Benkos as well as his cousin. ”They’re a lot like wolves aren’t they?” The mandrills lived in large family groups with hierarchies similar to those that governed the lives of Iroh’s own family. He hadn’t put much thought into them before this, only really appreciating Benkos and his scary wicked teeth.