3/4/2025, 12:58 AM
He had his own thoughts regarding the loss of Genghis' remains and how they had all turned on him for a single comment as if he alone was at fault, when he too had thrown himself into danger to retrieve their lost comrade and give him a proper burial. The soldier had found content in distance ever since, arriving reluctantly to the meeting but sticking close to Golde and disappearing quickly without a vote to be had.
The man still did his patrols, as half hearted as they were, but had returned to his den to rest his wounded leg when a familiar voice called his name. He would blink, lifting his head and gazing to the maw of the den which was shadowed by the large dark figure. ❝ Tiberii ❞ came his rumble, slowly heaving himself back to his feet he limped to the maw. ❝ How are you holding up? ❞ he mused plainly, ears lifting to his crown.
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