Darktober Day 30 - Gathering

“So, as a Celestial, I don’t like to get involved with politics. Something even more temporary than mortals, themselves? Why bother? But I do see how important they can be to them.

Here we see an example of Armon having talks with a rival clan leader, Aurum of the Brushfang. Well, ‘rival’ isn’t the best word, it’s rather one-sided.  Aurum has always been jealous of the territory held by the Foxpaw, and has made his disdain quite clear. It’s just that he doesn’t go on the attack because he knows full well that he’ll be defeated. Among foxes, reds like the Foxpaw are the apex predator. Armon is happy enough keeping hostilities from getting high, and sometimes that just needs words.

Apparently the clans have decided on an area that is to be considered neutral. No one can claim it, and no one can hunt in it. The source of their rivers seem like a great place for open negotiations, and this is thankfully something that all of the feral clans respect. Even wholly prey species can feel safe here during talks. I just hope it stays that way.”

(OOC: definitely not happy with Aurum’s design. Will have to workshop it.)