Welcome To The Murder Party

ooc. assuming this is taking place during the day and the nocturnal man is furious

A festering sore of barely contained rage, the pale titan slunk from the familiar lands of the east along with the remaining members of Habari who'd been taken captive. While most of his siblings were long gone, the urge to linger and observe the proceedings had kept him from following. He wanted to know what kind of Queen the raggedy bitch turned out to be. One of his older siblings was already present, stoic and unreadable. A curt dip of his head to the smaller male, and he slipped past. There wasn't an ounce of shade in sight, and already his tender rosy flesh was unbearably warm. Half blind and about to start burning soon, he did his best to maintain composure and hold the facade of indifference. After all, he more than matched up with his new leader in size, even if he lacked her skill in battle. Soon he would challenge her on his own, but not quite yet..

Shaking out champagne pelage, the pallid male reclined a few feet behind his older brother and rolled his shoulders forward in a slouch. He certainly wasn't pouting. Dark ears tipped back, and he tucked his dark striped banner about his oversized paws. For now, he'd hold his tongue and watch it all play out.