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The poet remained still; his peach eyes studied the jezebel and his mother. Matsumota was the easier of the two to figure out. Perhaps this was due to Watari's rearing? In contrast, Samara was an enigma and far less predictable. Despite having her back against the wall, she arose as self-assured as ever. It was this quality that both intimated and intrigued the general. Watari could feel the solemness that the bovine portrayed. And, if he didn't know better, he'd assume that she had accounted for this "unforeseeable" outcome. And just as the mood thickened, his mother would shatter it with her drunken antics. The fox winced as she struck an elbow against his side. Those peach eyes looked down and met his parent's own while she explained the state of the south in colorful detail. Only to immediately pivot and prod him for his celibacy. The general shrugged the playful jeering off while his keen mind examined the words tucked amidst the insults. Whenever his mother acted in such a foul-mouthed manner, it often alluded that she was unhappy or frightened. No, this was merely her form of love or rather tough love. And despite the offense her words might have caused, a son could never hate their mother. "No. I have not. I'm too busy preparing the jungle for the looming battle to worry about such things. Regardless, I love you too, mother." Watari was taken aback by how Samara turned and rose to his defense. In the past, they have engaged one another. But the kitsune never did so out of hate. No, he respected her as opposition, and their altercations honed his better qualities. Be it debate, physical brawls, or defeats and victories earned on the battlefield. He wouldn't be the same man without her. And he'd like to suspect the same rang true for that ruby enchantress. And notwithstanding his mother's side commentary, the warrior-poet would endeavor to keep on track. The officer reached out and patted his mother's head a few times. A playful counter to her insults while he poked fun at Matsumota's sensitivities toward her vertical impairment. "Just because you wish it to be so. That doesn't mean it is. You can fantasize about who I should settle down with and court later on. But for now, let's try to keep the focus on what matters." The poet swiveled his brown ears, concentrating on Samara's weighty dialogue. And even though she had admitted he was wise due to prior choices. The kitsune wouldn't gloat, nor would he apply salt to an open wound. Instead, he'd grant the geothermal ballerina the floor. Throughout her series of speeches, the philosopher digested them and quickly pieced together a macabre picture. Without the famed lioness, his ancestral home stood little chance against the defiled. A point that Samara herself later underlined. Even as the jezebel went off to justify and lay out her actions, Watari could sense that she was suffering. Despite her external protests throughout the years, the bovinite loved her people. And this admittance of failure wasn't an easy pill to swallow. Not just because of the scarring it left on her image. But also due to the millions she had to sacrifice to try and salvage their world. And this sentiment even managed to drag down Watari's heart. "You care for them? Don't you? This entire time you portrayed an image of selfishness. However, I see now that you're nothing of the sort. No, you were a servant to them. A martyr who spoke your sermons desperately trying to change their hearts. You aren't wounded due to pride. You're limping due to the realization that you failed to carry that crown." The general stepped forward, standing close to Samara as his eyes looked down at her. Supportively he'd place his calloused hand on her shoulder while smiling brightly. "You have a heart of gold. Come, join me at the skeletal highway. Let us govern that middle providence together. I'm a military man. My specialty is in defense and offense. Not with social systems and economics. Let your sermons flow freely; together, we can provide a middle ground between the north and the south. A bridge to link the two and perhaps one day allow unity. You know we work well together. And it's because we clash and are different. The sand may indeed be doomed. However, we might be able to save some from the border. The second coming of the goddess herself? Who knows, you might make a believer out of me yet?" Watari chuckled. The general understood that she had a way with words. And that her presence on the highway would attract some and even out lingering conflicts. And perhaps as an added benefit, it might broadcast the Jorgenskulls influence. It is one thing to shut another's eyes and a different matter to make them see the world from your own—a saying he had picked up from Valerna during his time serving the crown.
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This lion still has claws.
In The Boneyard
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This calm before the storm was unnerving. Watari had spent himself preparing their forces for an unfamiliar enemy. Throughout his days, those peach eyes would rove to the horizon. The philosopher often wondered how his family faired during such troubling times. And deep down inside, he'd pray that his family and friends would somehow survive what was to ensue. And though he cared deeply for his ancestral land, the officer wouldn't betray his honor or new home for the past. Watari often considered if there was a way to reach out and mend old wounds. Or, at the very least, if he could persuade Samara and Matsumota to join their side. However, it seemed fate would do all the work for him. And his heart skipped with joy once the kitsune had received word of their migration. Without delay, he spoke to Queen Valerna concerning his thoughts. And when presented with the chance to weigh in on the council's decision. Watari saw fit to recuse himself, given he held partialities. The fox wasn't fearful, quite the contrary. He trusted if anyone could make their case, it would be that ruby jezebel. Say what you want about the old cow, but she was nothing if not compelling—the sort of nuisance that grew on a person and oddly became endearing. The general was so confident of their success that he summoned his men to prepare for their inevitable appearance. And once both had arrived, to escort them to one of the many meeting chambers. Watari had hoped that seeing his success, his mother would feel some pride. And while he doubted she'd hug him and say the words out loud. He knew her well enough to infer her thoughts by observing her actions and choice of words. But for now, he'd sort his paperwork while periodically studying the jungle's map sprawled on his desk. The warrior-poet wondered if he had overlooked some crucial detail. And, with how things were progressing, would he have enough time to meet his goals? While immersed in such thoughts, one of his fellow officers would barge into the room short of breath. The celebrated general peeked his way and nodded his head. The two wouldn't have to exchange words. The old wulfgar's state revealed that the time was now. Watari would fellow his comrade, joining an entourage as they marched down the halls of the garrison. The entire time no one uttered a word. And once they had reached that room, the fox turned to inspect his men. "Stay here. I know Samara well enough to know she wouldn't hurt me. My mother however..." The wulfgar and gnoll officers chuckled. They were older men and had formerly served under Matsumota during their days fighting for the desert. Watari wasn't offended and joined in. Now feeling more at ease, he would turn and open the door only to secure it behind him. Immediately his peach eyes notice his mother's dirty sandles as she reclined. His chest inflated with dignity to show off those medals before he stepped forward. Watari could see Samara on the far side. He respected her. Not just for her knack for survival or strategy but also for her philosophy. But he couldn't help but wonder if her time in the desert had changed her. Much time had passed since they patrolled obsidian canyon. And witnessing how he changed, there was no reason to suppose she hadn't. On the other hand, his mother was the same old small but deadly fox. He could see it in her eye and the way she carried herself. The warrior examined the jezebel, wondering if she was always so stunning to behold or if possibly the jungle lightning just better suited her. Watari cleared his throat before taking down his hood to reveal his bearded face. It was strange not having to bow to the two. And the fact they had lost so much authority wasn't reassuring. It implied that things in the desert must be pretty dire. "Welcome, Lady Samara. Welcome mother. I trust the jungle has treated you well so far? It is nice to see you both in good health. And while not exactly how I imagined our reunion. I'm still overjoyed to have you by our side in the coming war. I'm curious, how bad are things back at the sands? I need to know. I have to consider all possibilities—even the worse possible outcomes." The fox was careful with his words. Keeping up his bearing lest Samara or worse, Matsumota caught wind of his wandering eye from before. Hopefully the shade from his hood concealed it. And no matter what, he was sure the seriousness of what was to come superseded all else.
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