At least, that would've been the case had Darijo not thought of another ingenious idea.
You could leave it to the green Soveris to sit on something for a few days, only to come back to you with a way to change things, or to bypass them. He would become restless and bothered up until he found a solution, and find a solution Darijo did. Maybe Boitumelo wasn't quite charmed by his ideas, but Darijo had another Soveris who might listen to him. One that was higher in rank than the Prince.
When it came to him like a flash of pure, unfiltered genius, the green Soveris had been unable to keep it under wraps. He had to go tell Nogah right away, even if it was just about time for their curfew. As day troopers, it was understood that they would be confined to their dens came a certain time of the night, where the night troopers would take over. Another cog in the big structure machine, and it wasn't quite as bad as it sounded, if only for the fact that you couldn't go talk or see any other Soveris while the curfew was in place. Still, that didn't matter; he just needed the white bird to give him a few minutes of his time right before the curfew, and no one would get in trouble.
He flew off and headed straight for Nogah's tunnels, his wide and excited smile letting every other Soveris who passed him that he was going at it again. Fortunately, the majority were too uninterested or disturbed by his lack of structure that no one bothered to question him about anything. Not that he cared: he only had a few minutes before the curfew started, so the less Soveris that bothered him, the better.
Once he'd reached Nogah's den, Darijo slipped inside quickly and tried to keep a low profile. However, in his case, it meant whispering loudly, in which case his whispering wasn't so unnoticeable anymore. "Nogah! Nogah, listen to this! I got the best idea I've ever had!" He saw the white bird jump with fright when he entered and started talking, but that didn't affect Darijo's mood, his grin bigger than ever and stretching all the way to his ears.
"D-Darijo!" Nogah squeaked as he tried to collect himself, his wings having stretched from the fight and his fur bristling slightly from the shock. He sighed when he noticed who it was, but he was still a little shaken. "What's with you? What idea? I thought we agreed we wouldn't—"
But the green Soveris didn't let him continue, putting a foot right over his beak and edging closer. "No, Nogah, I don't have much time, but I have to tell you this now. I can't believe I didn't think of it before!" Considering Darijo had said these same words so very many times before, they could only mean trouble.
You could leave it to the green Soveris to sit on something for a few days, only to come back to you with a way to change things, or to bypass them. He would become restless and bothered up until he found a solution, and find a solution Darijo did. Maybe Boitumelo wasn't quite charmed by his ideas, but Darijo had another Soveris who might listen to him. One that was higher in rank than the Prince.
When it came to him like a flash of pure, unfiltered genius, the green Soveris had been unable to keep it under wraps. He had to go tell Nogah right away, even if it was just about time for their curfew. As day troopers, it was understood that they would be confined to their dens came a certain time of the night, where the night troopers would take over. Another cog in the big structure machine, and it wasn't quite as bad as it sounded, if only for the fact that you couldn't go talk or see any other Soveris while the curfew was in place. Still, that didn't matter; he just needed the white bird to give him a few minutes of his time right before the curfew, and no one would get in trouble.
He flew off and headed straight for Nogah's tunnels, his wide and excited smile letting every other Soveris who passed him that he was going at it again. Fortunately, the majority were too uninterested or disturbed by his lack of structure that no one bothered to question him about anything. Not that he cared: he only had a few minutes before the curfew started, so the less Soveris that bothered him, the better.
Once he'd reached Nogah's den, Darijo slipped inside quickly and tried to keep a low profile. However, in his case, it meant whispering loudly, in which case his whispering wasn't so unnoticeable anymore. "Nogah! Nogah, listen to this! I got the best idea I've ever had!" He saw the white bird jump with fright when he entered and started talking, but that didn't affect Darijo's mood, his grin bigger than ever and stretching all the way to his ears.
"D-Darijo!" Nogah squeaked as he tried to collect himself, his wings having stretched from the fight and his fur bristling slightly from the shock. He sighed when he noticed who it was, but he was still a little shaken. "What's with you? What idea? I thought we agreed we wouldn't—"
But the green Soveris didn't let him continue, putting a foot right over his beak and edging closer. "No, Nogah, I don't have much time, but I have to tell you this now. I can't believe I didn't think of it before!" Considering Darijo had said these same words so very many times before, they could only mean trouble.