November 02, 2022, 11:03 AM
Phox found himself torn, like he so often was. He had spent many months in Mereo now, and to leave it would feel like leaving home. But his whole life, anytime he and Towhee had been split up for some reason or another, he had been so very lost. Even with Fennec, Tierra, and Killdeer here, he just couldn't bring himself to stay indefinitely. He had, of course, taken time to make the decision. Towhee hadn't been gone that long—maybe a week, tops—but Phox could already feel the pull.
He would not, however, leave without at least chatting with @Germanicus. It was the way things were meant to be, and it would be downright rude to ignore that. Germanicus had sheltered him and turned him into a warrior in the time Phox had spent here, and the Redhawk knew that was valuable. And so, he sent up a short howl, inviting the Imperator to the sparring ring for a little good-bye spar.
He would not, however, leave without at least chatting with @Germanicus. It was the way things were meant to be, and it would be downright rude to ignore that. Germanicus had sheltered him and turned him into a warrior in the time Phox had spent here, and the Redhawk knew that was valuable. And so, he sent up a short howl, inviting the Imperator to the sparring ring for a little good-bye spar.