12-19-2018, 12:57 AM
Clarence found this land's unsteady peace strange. While he'd lived in the city long enough to know peace was often only a facade for deeper, darker, secret things done beyond the public eye, one wouldn't think they'd find just as much of the same problem within such a small community. Yet, here it was. Once again, the relative peace of his new home had been disturbed and, yet again, there was another body. Someone really needed to start doing something about it. Perhaps he would have to lead a new patrol of some sort or maybe he'd bring it up to Atticus. It would be best to sweep the territory as soon as possible. Still, with the killer apparently being in their midst, it was impossible to tell if forming a search party would even be helpful. They may already be cleaned and back at camp, for all anyone knew, and ready to offer help the moment a search party went out. In any case, Clarence soon arrived beside the Seraph. He noticed Ambroise walking off but didn't worry too much about the other man. There was no blood on his paws or near his mouth, as far as he noticed, so he couldn't be a suspect in all of this. "Is there any way I can assist?" he offered softly. It was all he felt he could do in such a situation.
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