Greek Takeover

The lean Fatalis healer, Oleander, strode slowly around the group's edge until he came to sit next to his cousins. The air was tense and his skin crawled underneath his plush white fur, though he moved with a casual stride.

"Beautiful day for a good old-fashioned face-off, huh?" He grinned with a comfortable air as he nodded to Ember and her father. His kit of medical supplies was close to his hip as he sat and the formidable bear skull helm was tipped back like a hood over the thick protective hide around his shoulders. His own pale raven hopped next to him and attempted to flutter her wings at Andrei in greeting.

Ollie's viridian eyes scanned the crowd, lingering on a few familiar faces. However one would wonder if he was just observing a field of flowers with his neutral, almost playful gaze. He hoped he could chat with his sister again, it would be nice to see her smile.


"Speech!"