[size=9pt]"'Cause they're fuckin' psycho." A voice interjects, answering Ren's question for him. Moon lopes in and walks a circle around the small gathering, eyeing the colors and paints with perhaps a touch of suspicion before he collapses in a heap in the corner. Face dropped to his paws, he looks, unrelenting, at Pierce, and raises a brow. "I'm right, aren't I? Shopkeepers lost it and brought their Clan down with them. Place is crashing and burning. Gotta' be a whole new type of stupid to want that back."
His distaste for Sunhaven was a well established thing. The drama surrounding them was immense and exhausting, and Moon was aware there might be something more to it - something to justify their madness - but patience wasn't something he was in abundance of and they still hadn't fucking told him why they hated their guts, why all this shit had started in the first place. He'd given up trying to figure it all out a while ago. At this point, he didn't want anything to do with them.
Pierce and Clem were different, though. He'd come to realize they were the 1% of Sunhaven that was actually bearable, so he's been gradually less standoffish, gradually less cold. Trust takes time, but it's coming. "Think me and Ren are the only ones who're gonna' need painting. Rest of these ugly fucks are scary enough as it is."
His distaste for Sunhaven was a well established thing. The drama surrounding them was immense and exhausting, and Moon was aware there might be something more to it - something to justify their madness - but patience wasn't something he was in abundance of and they still hadn't fucking told him why they hated their guts, why all this shit had started in the first place. He'd given up trying to figure it all out a while ago. At this point, he didn't want anything to do with them.
Pierce and Clem were different, though. He'd come to realize they were the 1% of Sunhaven that was actually bearable, so he's been gradually less standoffish, gradually less cold. Trust takes time, but it's coming. "Think me and Ren are the only ones who're gonna' need painting. Rest of these ugly fucks are scary enough as it is."
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