Phoenix Maplewood personal mission.

"Alright—let's go, then," Osiris prompted in reply, his tail flicking out of annoyance. He would leave it at that, as he believed addressing it would only cause more problems. With the long road ahead, they needed things to go as smoothly as possible. 

It was a matter of swallowing his pride, and Osiris did so silently as he sped up to match Desdemona's pace. He would remain quiet for now, studying the trail ahead as he distracted himself from the bitterness that gnawed in his belly's pit.