05-26-2018, 10:11 AM
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Bastille didn’t really fuck. Most of those who wandered past their border were confused or lost, and the vast majority of them ended up sticking around once they realized they’d stumbled upon a group. Sure, they had scent markers, but he couldn’t actually begrudge strangers for not recognizing them for what they were. As long as no one got hurt, he didn’t care; and if someone did get hurt, as long as he could hunt down the culprit, he didn’t care.
Then again, Bast did generally didn’t care about much. In the days following Starry’s death, he seemed to have spiked in inner turmoil, before dipping straight into a state of numbness. His stare was dark and apathetic, sliding over this femme listlessly as he stopped beside the others. The ground still cracked jaggedly under his paws with every step, but Bastille didn’t seem to notice as he said, flatly, ”This is Ascendants territory, by the way. You seem lost.”
Then again, Bast did generally didn’t care about much. In the days following Starry’s death, he seemed to have spiked in inner turmoil, before dipping straight into a state of numbness. His stare was dark and apathetic, sliding over this femme listlessly as he stopped beside the others. The ground still cracked jaggedly under his paws with every step, but Bastille didn’t seem to notice as he said, flatly, ”This is Ascendants territory, by the way. You seem lost.”
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