Feral had tried to make himself look a bit less like a beast of the woods and more like a citizen of this.. place. If he was going to fight in it's military, he wanted to know more about it's queen. He had on a simple white tunic, probably a bit too small, as well as a pair of brown trousers, also a bit on the small side. He didn't care what most people thought but he wasn't stupid. Most of the time.
He stood in front of the gate, taking the building in. Had this building always been here? He noticed a guard and waved them over, relieved it wasn't one of the ones that tried to arrest him. "Excuse me, I request audience with yo.. our queen." As he said it, the wall of teenage recklessness started to crumble. Why was he here again? He ran a hand through his hair as he contemplated leaving.
No. He needed to know why she thought she could dictate what he called himself.
And maybe to see if she needed a hunter among her ranks.
Zariah
He stood in front of the gate, taking the building in. Had this building always been here? He noticed a guard and waved them over, relieved it wasn't one of the ones that tried to arrest him. "Excuse me, I request audience with yo.. our queen." As he said it, the wall of teenage recklessness started to crumble. Why was he here again? He ran a hand through his hair as he contemplated leaving.
No. He needed to know why she thought she could dictate what he called himself.
And maybe to see if she needed a hunter among her ranks.
