☣Ɯ α я☣ {1x1 with Alpha*}

[koi97]

Micheal nodded. "Just past the training grounds," ge says, pointing to where his warriors train.

[Alpha*]

"I shall go there first." is said in agreement, with a smile. Excitement lights Herochima eyes and then he turns, ready to leave.. only to draw to a hault. "How is he? Morag. How is the elf?" is said softly, reluctantly.

[koi97]

Micheal looks skyward. "Better. The angel is healthy and the elf is still recovering. Arya and Toshiro are helping him get his strength and flexibility back. His progress is amazing. Faster then I expected. Even Arya was shock by how quick he is recovering," he says, blue eyes rolling down to look at Max. "They are at the training ground right now," he adds with a smile.

Toshiro jumped back, barely dodging the one edged sword that was swung his way. The elf snarls softly as he lunges forward again. Toshiro blocks the oncoming sword with his own blade. They stand there, both trying to push the other away. Arya stands to the side, watching Pantera in case his freshly healed muscles tear.

[Alpha*]

Morag is glowering his rage at Toshiro - not because he doesnt understand what is happening... its just that he dislikes it. Finally, wings are spred and he is gone to the winds with a soft cry of farewell. Only to reappear with his swords and begin to fight the nearest shifter-and-elves for fun.

Max looks down, "I see, that is good." he agrees with a sighing smile. "Michael? Could I... suggest something?"

[koi97]

Micheal nodded. "Yes you may," he says. He looks at Max fully.

Pantera pulls away after a moment, panting. He won't give in! He studies Toshiro, who is now just standing, leaving himself wide open for an attack, but Pantera knows better. Toshiro is quick, able to easily block even through he is mostly unguarded.

[Alpha*]

"Maybe you shouldnt simply reside here, because... you will want people to know who you really are, other than simple, small acts of kindness. You will want them to want to follow you when things are better." The Centuar scoops up his cloak and fastens it around his shoulders as he turns and begins to slowly walk off - an invitation to be followed.

[koi97]

Micheal jogs to catch up. "What do you mean?" He asks, mildly confused. He looks up at Max, since the creature is taller then the young prince. Micheal isn't really young, in fact he well over a hundred years old. To his species, he is still in his late teens.

[Alpha*]

"You... do not often mingle with the people here, but rarely." states the creature wisely. "That.. in itself.. is not good. They would grow to resent you." says Max with a fond grin down at the other - slowing his pace another fraction so that Michael could keep up with him. "you want to show them you are worthy to lead.... so work for it."

[koi97]

Micheal nods understanding. "I can try that out some more. I try to help out as much as possible, but I've been really stressed out lately. Ever since Samuel started raiding our supplies, life has gotten hard and I have been working on a solution. That is why I don't mingle anymore. I used to a lot. I really did, but then Samuel had to start attacking our supplies. It caused a massive rift between everybody," he murmurs. He sighs and looks down at his feet in shame and guilt.

[Alpha*]

Max is silent a while, "Perhaps the solution is to Grow food in hot-boxes, a... thing I learned while voyaging. Or to raid yourself and with groups." is stated after listening and considering.