Redtail Rise and i'd be lying if i said i wasn't wishing for untimely death or demise

It was good to be greeted so warmly.

When the man drew close, Prophet sought to greet him by draping his head over the man's shoulder. A low rumble of approval and appreciation all in one. The Bitan worked hard, it did not go missed by Prophet's watchful eyes.

Ratio, He welcomed warmly back, pulling away finally. I did not interrupt you, did I? A momentary toothy grin split his features before it was soon replaced by his usual stoic look.

All the while, the warmth remained in his blood tinted eyes.