Altar of Twilight We'll Finish What We Started

After their formal introductions and getting a good look at his current partner, Malcanthet turned his eyes to their surroundings, flicking back every once and a while to keep an eye on her. He was here to scout after all, self-imposed as the duty was. He drank in the layout of the cove they were in, trying to commit as much of the place to memory as he could.

His ears pressed back, embarrassment flooding his senses as he realized the mistake he had made. She, sorry. he said, though it was really of no offense to anyone. He had thought he had been better about pronouns ever since he had lived with and raised his cousin Sascha. Perhaps time away from them had made him slip up.

But his mood swiftly changed. He barked out a laugh at her question. Family drama? We live off of it, he chuckled. There's always something up with us!