EVERMORE :: open, trespasser

[Suiteheart]

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As the days grew longer - the promise of a fast approaching summer -, it seemed more and more individuals were attracted to the Ascendants. The cool winds that blew in off of the sea at Pebble Coast and the ever-changing breeze of the Plains were draws to others as the temperatures slowly began to rise.  In recent days, there had been an influx of joiners. They had come in alone and in pairs. All the while, they had only had two trespassers, one without malicious intent and one with.

Baby blue eyes peered at Zjarr, wondering which side of the fence he would fall on.

Suiteheart watched as the half-cyborg canine stepped further and further into the territory, toting some kind of bag. Its contents clattered together, sounding off with his every step. She was curious as to what he had, but she was even more curious as to what the hell he thought he was doing. They did not often have people waltz in. When they did, it was mostly dumb kids without a sense of direction, but Zjarr seemed to have motive. Hm.

Slipping out into the open and padding nearer to the demon, the white feline would arch a metaphorical eyebrow. "Care to explain why you're trespassing on the Ascendants' land?" she inquired, voice cool and sharp. Her azure eyes squinted as she looked over the other. She carried herself bigger than she was, still half-thinking she was in her polar bear form (the idea of being her normal self again had not quite sunk in).
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