M - So will you come to burn an effigy?

[Leonard]

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OOC

Leon kept pace with the exchange party, moving in his Optime form, Naginata held aloft over his shoulder with the cloth over the blade. The Dreamers had come here in order to retrieve their captured friends, and to return one of Aniwaya's own wolves, and every one of his pack present were tense. Savina, for example, was seething with barely bridled fury, as was her son, who walked beside her. and he could not blame either of them. His own hackles were raised in anticipation of what was to come. He had been in one actual battle, one on a larger scale than the raid last night. He was not going to watch that happen again.

The Timber adjusted his left arm, trying to get it to sit comfortably in its sling. Though he still had full motion and strength, the medic had instructed him to keep the limb in the sling when possible, so as not to rip the stitches, and he was willing to oblige... for now. Once they met up with Aniwaya's leader though...

He cut off his thoughts when he saw Savina stop, knowing they had arrived. He looked side long at their prisoner, a stuttering male, who had gotten himself lost deep in their home. The man didn't strike Leon as aggressive, and had seemed out of place among the other raiders, as if he had simply been swept in with the tide. The Timber scoffed and turned his head back to the front of the group, moving himself to stand just behind Savina and Gotham, and a little to their left. He then lifted his arm out of the sling and removed the cloth from the Naginata's blade, tying it to his left forearm. With that, the man let his eyes drain of emotion and stood there with a stoic expression on his face as they waited for the welcoming committee.