[center][color=blue][h3]Tiras Rivers[/h3][/color]
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interacting with:[@smarty0114] Reed
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Tiras found himself waking up hungry. This is most likely due to Atlas eating his breakfast the previous day..well days.. the bird is crafty. He sits up and looks at the bird with a glare. [color=lightblue]"You are not stealing my breakfast this morning"[/color] The falcon simply stuffs its feathers and gives a soft chirp like noise. He gives a light chuckle as he runs a hand through his hair and gets up. As he dresses, moon stretches. The canine was more acceptable in the quarters then the much larger yet friendly black bear. 

Still groggy from sleep, Tiras makes his way outside to greet his large bear. He gave a small smile as he produced some fruit for Onyx, whom immediately sat on his rump and begins eating them. Tiras then makes his way to breakfast donned in his usual all black attire. He still was unsure if he would join in on the tourney or if he would opt out. After all, if he were to be harmed then Onyx might rush in to deal major wounds. Being a skin changer lead to complications for competitive sword fighting. 

Once he sits down, he greets the stark present. [color=lightblue]"Good morrow"[/color] He still felt fairly neutral to the wards here...isolated amongst many. Somehow, he was okay with this. He still had plenty of time to get to know the others more should he choose to.