Bad Omen

Once he and Relm were seated in front of this strange fox with the fire it was tending between them, it immediately launched into what felt like a performance with the way its paws waved over the flames and sent it flickering one way or another. It looked at Relm first and started spouting off some vague sounding prophecies. They were indistinct enough that it was highly likely that it could relate to some part of her life, but he certainly didn't know anything about her so he couldn't even begin to guess what. Or maybe it made absolutely no sense. She didn't give much of a reaction so he couldn't really tell either way. That was the game of these things though, wasn't it? Make it believable enough that you might think it was real.

He scoffed under his breath as the fox finished with Relm and gave her a questioning glance with a raised brow, wondering to himself what she thought of the omens she received. He was pretty skeptical of the whole thing so he wasn't sure how he felt about it. He wasn't put off by it enough to abandon the activity, but he wasn't drawn in enough to pay full attention either. He smirked a bit as he thought about his brother and how Merrick would have felt about all of this. There was no doubt that his more supercitious brother would have had a ball with all of this. As the flames began to build up again he turned his aqua gaze back down to the judgmental looking fox, waiting to hear what it had up its sleeves this time.

"Deimos Medacium"