[ME] [SE] aim for the head

Edmund's eyes widen when Dantalion crashed, one hand going to rest on the top of his fort in preparation of leaping over and running to the fallen Ancient. But Zefira beats him to it, and her laughter both unnerves and soothes him. Zef has shown herself to be both dangerous but also somewhat fond of Dantalion. With her showing amusement, Edmund assumes that the other Ancient will be just fine. As such, he simply waves at her cheerfully. "Bye!" With that, the young Ancient sets about to keep adding to his fort. The tiger in his skin is very happy to further enhance his 'territory' and make it as impenetrable as possible. Maybe when the others leave, he'll take a nap in here? ~ Edmund calls a goodbye and happily continues working on his fort, and making it nap-worthy. (His last post) Edmund the prince of torchline