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Beauregard

Loner

Master Fighter (325)

Expert Intellectual (210)

An icon representing the specialty Defender Defender

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
10
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
296

Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
11-26-2022, 11:05 PM


It was finally the season of his birth again. Autumn came suddenly, and, as Beauregard had watched the shifting of the leaves when he visited Boreas, he knew that change needed to come for him too. He had stuck alongside Tanelan and his alters, coming to grips with his new diagnosis of anxiety. At least those feelings he had finally had some sort of name to them… Beauregard didn’t like that they were there at all, but there wasn’t anything seriously wrong with him… at least he didn’t think so. The feelings could be managed, and he had Fenix to thank for that. It had been strange though, living as a loner after the fall of Menagerie… had Wren ever even been found?

Blind walked alongside him and, as always, Trill flew in the air above. He walked alongside Tanelan now, worried for his mental health considering how long Mika had been at the front of things. Not that Beau had minded Mika’s company, but he still wasn’t sure how long Tan’s altars would switch in and out and the effect that had on him as well. Blue eyes shifted to the purple wolf, sensing that he was mulling over something as well, even if he wore a smile now. Tan spoke of the fact that Fenix had already gone into the pack. Right… Fenix had mentioned a pack, Ethne, that he was joining until he could get the Grove set up.

Would the alpha really be okay with them spending time here until then? Beauregard nudged Tan’s shoulder as the other male sighed, betraying the fact he was nervous. “It is better for wolves to be in a pack.” Beau told him. “We’ll be able to rest here, and get healthier. Plus Fenix is here, and you trust him, right?” The young male smiled back at him. “I’ll call for the alpha. You just hang tight, okay? We’ll do this, together.” For a moment he set his paw over Tan’s, hoping the action might soothe the purple wolf. Then Beauregard tipped his head back, calling for the alpha of Ethne to meet them at the border.

"Talk, 'Think.'