Haru Nyan

Astrovia: Under new management

@Termott
But you forget, Ymahr's heart only beats for Ravioli.

Astrovia: Under new management

This OOC could use more interaction.
C'mon let's liven it up a little~

Astrovia: Under new management

Eventually, the silence and awkwardness of the situation was alleviated with Thorvald's timely return. Alongside the avian were a bovine woman and a small rodent man, the lion just grunted in displeasure, great more people to worry about. It was somewhat fine when it was just him, Thorvald and Erion, but how many more must they take alongside them? Will they have to pick up everyone who happens to have a sob-story with them and make them join out of pure pity? Will they have to pick up every ragtag duo or trio of adventurer's they happen to come across? If he didn't know any better, they must be building an army of some sort. Perhaps he was just overthinking things and reluctantly introduced himself to the ones named Rykiar and Atlas. After the formalities were over, Ymahr turned to face Thorvald, telling him that nothing in particular happened. He was lying by the skin of his teeth, if only to avoid making things worse.

The fox glanced back at him and he simply turned the other way saying that he would rather not. If at least to protect his privacy. Without another word the lion approached the carcass and waited for the others to come and lift the thing.

Astrovia: Under new management

@Lugia
Yeah, I do miss him. Hopefully he comes back soon.
If it all really.

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@Lugia
Too soon.

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The lion was taken aback at the sudden aggressiveness of the fox before him, in that moment it was as if he wasn't the same person he knew earlier. The words coming out of his mouth were vitriolic but at the same time were tinged with grief and sorrow. Granted, the vulpine had been through a lot up until now, something that the lion was witnessing first-hand, truth be told it made him feel a bit uneasy and slightly guilty. Listening to Erion ramble about his past, the leonine man was reminded of his own. He avoided the gaze of the young man, looking forlornly at the ground as the fox was still talking, it was almost like he was being scolded for something he shouldn't have done. When it came to distrust, he was no stranger, in fact many people would be with the way the world is right now.

The words of the fox eventually culminated with him talking about his family and how they killed his best friend, a very sensitive subject it would seem, and one for many. The lion was no exception to this and thoughts of his own family come back to him and he sighs, he does miss them a great deal, but coming back now would just...He shook his head, trying to abandon the thoughts and discarding them. The conversation ended with the fox with tears in his eyes. The pangs of guilt were taking over the lion, the one thing he didn't need right now was to deal a crying fox, he wasn't geared for these sort of things!

"My...apologies."

The lion was gritting his teeth and was trying to avoid eye-contact with the fox, all the while salving the pride he had just lost. Then again, it was through his own foolhardiness that he was in the predicament in the first place, so really it was his own fault. Right now there was little he could do to comfort the tearful young man, he might just make it worse. Deciding to risk it, the lion was about to say something to soothe the pain of the fox but...something interrupted their little conversation.

Erion referred to him as a spirit, but from the looks of it, "pest" or "annoyance" might have made for better names. At the very least the tension had dissipated-somewhat, and the fox was looking better than before. The lion closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, trying to decide whether he should be the one to speak up this time or stay silent, lest he cause more trouble again.

"He seems fond of you at the very least."

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Meanwhile, I'll be here playing Stardew Valley unable to choose who to fucking marry, Jesus Christ. This is what I get for trying to befriend everyone, I get too emotionally attached despite the fact that they're fictional and have to live with the underlying burden that I have just broken hearts. Fuck.

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Ymahr grunted under his breath at the uncooperative nature of the fox, if the lion wasn't already suspicious before he is now. The vulpine's body language was already saying as much, he looked as if though talking about the particular subject caused him grief and for a while the feline thought he should just drop the subject to protect his privacy but if he was going to be accompanying both him and Thorvald, he had better be comfortable with opening up to the both of them, lack of communication is what often severs bonds.

He grumbles at the words of the fox, rather than telling the truth he chooses to hide it under his own skin, or rather fur in this case. Granted it was personal, but bottling up your own problems generally leads to more problems along the road. The vulpine was avoiding eye contact, which just raised his suspicions even more, call it cliche' but cats were always curious little beings, and the lion was no exception to this rule. Eventually, he flashes back at their earlier quarrel with the Wurm and tries to recall what kind of magic he had used earlier. It was offensive, that was obvious enough, he was throwing ball-like projectiles here and there. And the fact that he said, "With the amount of prejudice with the type of magic someone uses.", the lion soon figured out that his travelling ally was none other than a Necromancer, no other school of magic would be faced with such discrimination other than those who practice the dead arts after all.

The feline closed his eyes and cast aside his spear, looking at the fox directly in the eye.

"Pathetic."

He crossed his arms and spoke up once more.

"You are pathetic for doubting others, but more pathetic for doubting yourself. One should not be defined by their magic, but with their actions. If you yourself know that what you are doing is right, then who are you to fall victim at the words of others? To fall for such petty words, that is weak. But showing the world what it has not is strength."

The words came out like a sage to his disciple. His sentences may have come off as rude or rather blunt, but it had to be said. The feline picked up his spear and with a slight grin on his muzzle continued,

"But bear in mind that should you ever betray me, I will not hesitate to hunt you down to the ends of this world just to see justice be delivered."

The tone in his voice made it ambiguous whether or not he was joking. And he would like it be left that way.

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@Sen
Dear god that'd be one of the worst things.

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