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[Tena M.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px;"]Tena Moonspinner —
War.  A relatively complicated reality.  The Demdji never fought directly in one before, but she'd seen war.  Tena flicked an ear, pondering the question.  Elysium was a 'peaceful group'.  At least, as far as first impressions went but justice sometimes meant blood.  They had yet to need to resort to such.

Her bright blue hues regarded Killua.  He was a fighter. Well, Tena knew what it was to run for her life and she didn't ever plan on that again. "War without a purpose is resentful." Bloodshed without just cause... Those were the type of individuals she despised.

"But fighting for something right, is commendable.  So it depends on the group's cause and whether their leader too, is just." A hardness pierced her gaze.  Tena knew unjust.  She remembered all too well the sting of wrongful punishment.  "Morals play a role of course... I knew a cat who honestly thought he was good... But those he supported..." A friend.  A depur. "The misguided still do real harm."

"The only warbound group I have heard of in these parts is the Pitt.  They've not bothered us yet, but I wouldn't put it past them to try one day. If there is one thing I do not tolerate it is slavery, and I've heard they commit the practice." Should they be foolish enough, give them hell.

The Magna smiled sheepishly, her shoulders rolling back in a loose shrug.  She hadn't expected to go down the slightly political route but she understood that perhaps Killua thought the question necessary.  He wouldn't want to sit back if something did happen.

"That makes three, so it's someone else's turn now," she announced with an amused twitch of her whiskers.  That said, she tossed the beach ball with a soft gush of manipulated wind.

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