Northstar Vale the patron saint of disconnection

Athris silently settled on his rear when it became clear this male wasn't going to strike him down. In fact, the young male was fairly certain he hadn't even been spotted yet. Which worked just fine for him. He listened to the male violent questions with ease.

All things can be born new. He whispered into the air in a gentle voice. But let out your frustrations, don't hold them in any more. Despite his calm and soothing tone, Athris was having too much fun being some sort of counselor for this stranger. He held power with his words which was a comforting thought for someone so physically weak.