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01-02-2016, 04:16 PM
Black-dotted ears tilt backwards as the Lord of the Basin refers to him as such— after Tembovu had just just unceremoniously called Deimos by his name. The smallest pursing of lips and crinkling of eyes betrays his internal annoyance at his mistake— he is so new to being King. Though he does not get a chance to rectify his error as Elsa, in all her wintry coldness, appears with a smirk of forced humor accompanying joking words, which fall oddly flat to his ears. Though he still turns up the corners of his muzzle, dipping his head low in greeting to the Icebound. Despite her coolness, there is still a beauty that accompanies her winter. A smile was flashed to Edgar at the peeped hello.
He returns his attention the the dark Lord, ears tilting back forward to hear his explanation. Perhaps he saw a glimmer of curiosity at speaking to himself and Elsa, rather than Torleik and Mauja— but he dismisses it. It was apparent that Deimos and Mauja were friendly, when they had last met. An explanation is not owed by the Elephant, but perhaps could be given by the spotted.
Unease takes deeper breaths within him, as the explanation of the old King’s agreements makes the Reaper’s reappearance clearer. He shifts slightly, thoughts mulling long after the words had stopped. What he knew of the Basin, he did not like. But there was still did not know. And Mauja, whose judgement and leadership he had greatly respected, had seemed willing to form an alliance… And Deimos had said he wanted to ‘renew and alliance,’ so there must have been one in place before.
In a land where he was so new, he felt that he must rely on the precedents set by others. Though he was uneasy to do so (it was not his way to make choices of consequence without fully understanding the ramifications), he slowly nodded his great head at the Lord. “I can agree to renewing an alliance of trade. Though you will have to enlighten me as to the points of the past agreement,” his low voice rolled formally, firmly. He paused eyes glancing once towards his Queen, who was the battle-bent lead, before continuing, “And for the ‘other matters,’ I would agree to have the Edge aid the Basin in times of need, if the gesture is reciprocated.”
He returns his attention the the dark Lord, ears tilting back forward to hear his explanation. Perhaps he saw a glimmer of curiosity at speaking to himself and Elsa, rather than Torleik and Mauja— but he dismisses it. It was apparent that Deimos and Mauja were friendly, when they had last met. An explanation is not owed by the Elephant, but perhaps could be given by the spotted.
Unease takes deeper breaths within him, as the explanation of the old King’s agreements makes the Reaper’s reappearance clearer. He shifts slightly, thoughts mulling long after the words had stopped. What he knew of the Basin, he did not like. But there was still did not know. And Mauja, whose judgement and leadership he had greatly respected, had seemed willing to form an alliance… And Deimos had said he wanted to ‘renew and alliance,’ so there must have been one in place before.
In a land where he was so new, he felt that he must rely on the precedents set by others. Though he was uneasy to do so (it was not his way to make choices of consequence without fully understanding the ramifications), he slowly nodded his great head at the Lord. “I can agree to renewing an alliance of trade. Though you will have to enlighten me as to the points of the past agreement,” his low voice rolled formally, firmly. He paused eyes glancing once towards his Queen, who was the battle-bent lead, before continuing, “And for the ‘other matters,’ I would agree to have the Edge aid the Basin in times of need, if the gesture is reciprocated.”
Tembovu
The Elephant King
@Deimos @Elsa
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