Asante sana Squash banana

The boy had a much gentler introduction to the Horde, though it was likely only Sarabi and her two youngest sons had been the majority of the comotion. Iroh had been too focused on the brightly colored female to take much notice of the other primates that shifted through the trees like magic. He listened to Pyrrhic’s explanation, that indeed the Horde was much like their own Empire. They conquered and they converted, just like an Abraxas. His cousin shared a similar respect for the long toothed creature, and made vocal that admiration.

Iroh’s bright blue and amethyst eyes met Pyrrhic’s as he sought him out, his words were encouraging and Iroh felt his chest puff out with pride. He would be the best General Risen had ever seen, silently he’d promise his cousin that. He followed the Heir’s gaze towards the impressive primate and the smaller she-ape that had found him earlier. Their eyes locked and Iroh couldn’t look away as she came closer. At first she remained on all four of her limbs, but when she was closer she lifted herself up to look the boy over.

”Hello, Sarabi I’m…” The young Abaraxas wasn’t sure what to expect but Sarabi was suddenly very handsy. Her fingered paws were thrust into the plush fur of his cheeks as she took his head into her hands. Iroh’s eyes widened in surprise but he remained still as she examined him closely. She moved down his left side, poking and prodding here or there as she made her full assessment. He felt uncomfortable as she examined under his tail and between his legs, but her invasive behavior was finished as she scaled his back and took her place.

”He’ll do.” She spoke, her voice oddly sweet as she looked back to Pyrrhic and Benkos. Iroh wasn’t sure what to do or say, he felt incredibly honored but also a little insulted. ”Thanks?” He offered, confused and a little intimidated by the high ranking she mandrill.