The wide world

A life of quiet contemplation had not been so terrible thus far, he spent a great deal of time tending the ground that had been his home for the most important moments of his young life. He missed his sisters and his mother, but he understood that he was benefitting from the structures of the pack he'd been born in. There was room to grow that he hadn't been able to find in the days of wandering with his family to spread the word of God. He was still free to venture out into the world, as he'd chosen to do today. Long, willowy limbs swept across the terrain with an easy gait that made the dainty chains that encircled his limbs jingle quietly. Decorating his mortal vessel had brought him a surprising amount of peace and joy.

As he idled on the border between the two continents, a figure stood out against the pale sands. This was beginning to become a familiar figure, and the brindled markings over his back seemed far more stark in this setting. Humming thoughtfully, more to himself than anything else, he sauntered closer. Took his own time, unburdened by looming chores or patrols for the day. By the time he could make out the emerald greens encircling the male's pupils, he found himself inclining his head in a mute greeting. "It seems we've been brought together again," he intoned with a small, wry smile. A small swish of his dark banner across his heels, and he ambled in a small semicircle around the golden boy. "what do you think it means?" the tone of his vocals shifted, a conspiratorial whisper paired with a tiny grin.

"Pontifex" || "Hallux" || "Pollux"