☣Ɯ α я☣ {1x1 with Alpha*}

[koi97]

Micheal sighs. He stops by the doors and looks at Max. "Then do whatever. I won't stop you," hesays before disappearing inside.

[Alpha*]

A sigh of relief, "Where are your stables?" he asks soon. "I would stay close-by, to guard, to keep." says the Centuar with a slight smile. Max looks at the other, "I just.. I'm not what anyone thinks I am.. and I cannot control it. Better to warn you all that way." dark rings are benieth those strange eyes as a smile of graditude touches his lips.

[koi97]

Micheal looks over his shoulder. The stable is by the east gate. Thank you...Max," he murmurs. He closes the door, shivering. He heads to his room to seek out a flame to warm up by.

[Alpha*]

Max nods, and watches until the king-to-be is gone from sight and smell before he turns and trots toward his for-now home. Safer, quieter.. better. A flick of his tail - not caring that he left his cloak with Michael..he rarely needs it anyways. A smile to the ground - how much different would this place be? And, how could he have not seen it? That Samuel was not right to rule.. correct?

[koi97]

A few days have passed and Pantera is all healed. His amber-brown eyes watch Arya as she checks over his back. She smiles at him softly. "You are all set," she says. Pantera nods and slowly stands up, testibg his balance. Everything spins for a moment as he gets used to standing after about four days if being bed ridden. He takes a tiny step forward. A test really. Slowly, he walks around the room, stretching his muscles andgetting used to being upright and moving. He grins widely, happy to be uo and movi g again. "Just take it easy for a week or two, so no big battles and running around," Arya says. Pantera nods, walking over to the bed to get his fresh pair of clothes for the day.

[Alpha*]

Morag poofs from the room the moment the elf moves for clean clothing; though he'll say not where. And the fact that he had been smiling... smiling for Pantera.. lets stick with the notion would be lost to him. Blue eyes scan the leaf covered streets; the answers were yet to come. Wings writhe until at last he chooses to return to the room with a hot drink in hand. "...Hi.."

Max stops before Michaels' chambers with a few, terribly heavy packs strapped to his back, and the wer-girl similarly laden.. only.. Ammonia leaves her things with him and swiftly dissapears. A sigh, and the centuar knocks three times.

[koi97]

Pantera finishes drawing his shirt over his head just as Morag reappears. "Hello," he greets right back. He smiles at Morag then.

Micheal answers his door, combinng a hand through his cold damp hair. He raises an eyebrow at the state the creature before him is in. "Do you some help?" He asks Max, just in case.

[Alpha*]

"No." replies Maximus gruffly; the creature takes a deep breath and opens up the packs nearnest his hands first. "I am helping," is said at last as fresh fruit and veggies are displayed, then dried herbs and blankets, dried meat. "It isn't much.. but.. feed your people." another pause, "I shall collect my bags to-night, around dusk, for another... excursion." another long moment, where deep breaths are left and he is pulling off everything that isn't immediately attatched to himself, "There is a wagon in my rooms in the stable.. it has things in it for trade. I do hope it helps... and you are as wise as I believe you to be." but those strange eyes never leave the to-be-king. He has a question to ask, and dark rings show how little he has slept these last four days.


Morag smiles at his hands and offers the cocoa - he has become quite fond of the drink. "We... are we going back Pantera? To Samuel.." a clearing of his throat, trying to hide his blush.

[koi97]

Micheal nods. "Thank you Max. I will have a few of my most trusted warriors to start the trade. You should at least sleep. Please," he says. He summons a few guards that are near by to grab thebags and hand out the blankets. He made a few more take the food to the chefs so they can mook a stew for the people.

[Alpha*]

Max streaches his rubbery arms and legs with a flick of his tail, "I need a shower." is said after a minute, "Are there any hot-pools this side of the mountain?" asks the centuar curiously, hopefully. Then, reluctantly, "I will sleep.. later.."