// aaAHHH told you guys i wasn't leaving. i freakin love the exiles too much and i wanted to throw a male in here (first time roleplaying a guy in for. ever.
A roar shook through the territory, rattling through the bones that built a physical border around the edges of the Exile's territory. It wasn't an angry roar, or even one of excitement. It was neutral - simply a way for the male to annouce his presence and avoid waiting for a border patrol to spot him as he wasn't stupid enough to test the residents of this land by venturing further into their territory. They grey tinged lion, to which the roar belonged to, sat just beside the bone-lined border, his nose wrinkled at the smell. It did it's job, however, so he wasn't too bothered by it.
His just slightly lighter than black mane rustled softly in the humid breeze, icy blue eyes taking in most everything without being to distracted. He'd have time to explore later once he got this tedious meeting over with. The chains that criss-crossed over his body clinked as he changed his position, praying he wouldn't be here that long.
As if in answer, he spotted movement just beyond the ridge-line. "My name is Aeternos, and I'd like to join." the large male lion had a voice that seemed to always hint at a roar, the gravelling tone coming from deep within his chest, sounding rough and melodic at the same time. Hopefully they could get this show on the road as he felt an itch he needed to scratch after being away from normal civilization like this - of you got his drift.