[RQ] Somehow it always comes back to spiders

Perhaps it was the blood on his hands or the fire that burned ever brighter in his veins, but Edmund was far less intimidated by Zefira now than he used to be. He'd grown as an Ancient and it was possibly just that. Kin recognizing kin. The flight had been silent, which he appreciated. His goodbyes had been...painful. Hadama especially as the King had been previously unaware that Edmund was even considering leaving Torchline. The rest of his family had at least known that. Yet now it was done. As soon as the spider was captured, he'd officially be a Grounder. His belongings had already been sent ahead and would arrive by the end of the season if he was lucky. Lost in thought as he was, Edmund merely observed Zefira's flirtations. Though his ears did tint pink as he walked past. Passing his fellow Ancient, he leaned into his instincts and playfully bared his fangs at her, "Why thank you." Channeling his grief into anger helped soothe the heart. Turning that anger into sibling aggression, even more so. It felt fake for the moment, but he'd fake being ok until he made it. Opening the door, held up the box with a nod, "The last time I saw a wine spider small enough to fit in this, it was going for the red wine." Scanning his surroundings, he spotted a rack of red and walked over to investigate. Edmund Reborn In Fire