The world goes round {All herd}

[Phaedrus]

He keeps his wing around her offering her what comfort he can. My intentions? My intentions are to offer you comfort where I can and in hopes that you will find peace here. The conversation continues, before he senses that Roma had dismissed them. His tail flicks and he watchs as her antsy frame move and dance with nervousness.

Dipping his head he presses his face against her neck hoping that it would help her. Would you like a look around? he breathes gently on her coat. Shuffling closer to her side. The trail tappering gently down the cliff to the plains of golden grass, and further on almost something of an oasis. With willows and birds a pool and creek. Along the edges the forsts could be seen of surround lands. Some of them kingdoms some battle grounds, a beautiful veiw of the mountains in the back ground. It looked so much of a painting. He shudders with the sensation.

Not like he wanted any of this to grow on him. After all his primary concern needed to be that of the kingdom but the kingdom seemed dead now. Something that he was giving a lot of thought to. What should he do in the case that it continued this way? He hadn't seen head nor tail of weir, much less Ramiel or any of the others for that matter. He wondered if anyone was still within the borders of their lands at all? He would need to go and check soon enough. Just right now he had more pressing matters to attend to.

Phaedrus

DEATH GIVES US SLEEP, ETERNAL YOUTH, AND IMMORTALITY