Bramblepoint Like A Bear From Slumber

Azon was trying to keep things formal for the time being, at least until he could process what was going on, but it wasn't until Aliana came surging towards him that those formalities seemed to melt away like ice. Their foreheads collided, and a stupid grin found its way onto his dark lips. The tail that merely flickered before now fanned ferociously in pure elation at the feeling of his friend's touch, and for a moment Ignis allowed his muzzle to slide sideways to press against the ursine woman's neck. God, the Tundrian hadn't felt this happy in a while. He'd fucking cry if he could too -- seeing Aliana's face again after all that happened felt too refreshing to be true.

Most of the stuff she said to him fell on deaf ears at the moment, but when she pulled away to look at him would he actually pay attention to the words. She asked him about the scar on his face, with an expression he couldn't read too well, and a heavy sigh escaped his lips in return. "Full story's a long one, but in short I got my shit knocked pretty hard this winter." he said with a shrug and an awkward side smirk. Similarly, his tone was half-joking but filled with something else unpleasant in actually recalling what happened. 

Remembering that his leader was still present, the boy's forest fire gaze switched back to where Towhee was, just in time for her to offer her dismissal from the scene. There was an apologetic look in his eyes as he opened his mouth to tell her that she didn't need to leave, as he'd been meaning to look for her today anyhow, but Aliana swiftly shut him up with her invitation to hunt as a trio. Hunt what? He couldn't hunt shit to save his life. Though with the help of two women who probably held more skill in the field, it didn't sound like a bad deal....if he didn't fuck it up for them, at least....

So the Phoenix looked to his sovereign, eyeing them curiously to see if they'd actually agree to the offer...