Subterrain

He wasn't sure why he felt a connection to Auster. Perhaps it was because he had washed on its shores instead of Boreas. No matter the reason, as soon as he had heard tale of peculiar channels rising above the surface, Raumr wasted no time heading down to investigate. His long legs would carry him in great strides over the familiar sandy land bridge, skirting around the Hallows territory, and straight for the Shimmering Shore. A once beautiful place now in disarray as a labyrinth appears before him. Had these tunnels been here all along?

Approaching slowly, unsure if the ground would collapse beneath his heavy weight, he notices a smaller, brown tigress also inspecting a nearby tunnel entrance. It's not often he finds other big cats and he hopes she's receptive to him. A greeting rumble resounds through his chest as he closes the distance between him, the tunnel, and tigress. "Care for company?" He asks in his deep, honey sweet tones.

Raumr Regalus, the Third