~TARKYN ~
He hadn't meant to slam the door when he walked into the Security Council building, but he flipped it closed a little harder than necessary and the shuddering thunk of it in the frame turned all his friends heads.
Elreth, Aaryn, and Gar stood at the back of the room, while a handful of guards clustered near the door. They'd all been talking, but their voices stopped when he stepped in the door banged.
Ignoring the sudden tension in the room—or perhaps, appreciating it—Tarkyn strode through them, letting them scent his authority so that the guards all shrank back as he entered.
Elreth tilted her head, a warning in her eyes as he strode towards her, but Tarkyn didn't miss a beat, slapping a quick fist to his chest in salute as he approached, then stalking right up to stand at her toes.
