The first meeting with the Pride Queen had ended up becoming a surprisingly heartwarming scene.
Unlike what Ozeroth had feared, the Pride Queen seemed genuinely happy to see him. Even after the first hug, she refused to let go of him while taking in the others of the group.
Atticus could feel the tension that had always lingered around Ozeroth vanish like smoke, replaced by a warmth he had never truly seen from the man before. Unlike usual, Ozeroth had actually smiled.
Eventually, mainly because Atticus wanted to be as far away from the possible death trap known as the castle as possible, they relocated and formed another large structure some distance away.
Within moments, the ground gathered itself around a massive bonfire. Though the structure kept the cold out entirely, there was something about the flames that brought a strange sense of peace to the atmosphere.
Awkward glances were thrown toward the Pride Queen. Particularly at Ozeroth, who currently sat on her lap.
