Ozma yawned slightly as he moved thru the royal capital in the middle of the day, the air was chilly and snow was lightly falling from the sky giving everything a dusting of cold white power. The mute lion was dressed as he normally was in a pair of black pants along with black combat boots due to the cold. The young man also had a thicker version of his long sleeved coat on to keep him warm during the winter months, it was finished with his mantel around his shoulder like all the others of his squad. While Ozma was not thrilled with his current task which was patrol duty he knew someone had to do it and many of the Crimson lions were out in the city at the moment making sure that things were in order and no trouble was being caused in the streets. So far he had yet to see anyone causing any trouble in the royal capital but never the less he did keep his guard up

Glancing around he walked thru the market section and his storm grey eyes passed over jewelry and rare silks being offered by many vendors, while the mute mage was tempted to make a few purchases he knew better then to do it while on duty and more so when the rules for patrolling were clear.slightly shaking his head the young lion just moved onwards and thru the market place with a few of the nobles glancing at him every now and then and going about their business. Ozma knew that most people didn’t cause trouble in the capital since it had two powerful squads in it and also the prison was here as well which made it even more dangerous to commit crimes. Stopping for a moment a cross road Ozma took a breath in before slowly letting it out and glanced around again.


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