to rest my weary head
joining?
ooc. sorry for the wait, I haven't been v good at posting lately RIP (I will try and be quicker with replies from here on out, promise)
He remained quiet, tufted ears perked as he drank it all in. Less of a pack, more of a village. Devoted to providing sanctuary and keeping livestock. It sounded familiar, safe. The petite fae mentioned that there were still positions available for those interested in protecting the livestock and the members of Avalon, despite the lack of political standing they would take. Yes, it felt very much like the home he'd come to love. The corner of his maw curved up in a soft smile, and his tail thumped lightly on the ground.
"I was a guard, of sorts, in Abaven. For a while, Theory-" he swallowed down the odd lump in his throat that came up when he thought of his missing teacher. Not the time for getting emotional. "uh, was teaching me the ways of diplomacy. I would like to assume a guardian's role, if you have any space left." the pallid male said quietly, glancing to the side to catch the eye of his feline companion. "You are welcome to test my skills beforehand, if you would like." gentle lyrics offered up the chance for a fight of some type, if she saw fit to test his mettle. It would make sense to ensure the skills of your guards were up to snuff, in his mind.
