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The scent of the Pitt lingered in the air. Unease sank into her limbs. A stifling sensation, as though walls surrounded her on all sides. Trapped air.
The petite vixen nearly lost all corporality as she wobbled onto the scene, mitch-matched hues darting for signs of trouble. She found only Leroy, Aurum and Caustic. And masks. Masks? "..."
"The hell does he want to be returnin' these?"
Did there have to be a reason? An ulterior motive? Kiira frowned, her eyes falling back onto the masks, quietly staring. She had earned her own mask recently, finally receiving a chance to participate after her time as a Pitt captive. A tradition. A rite of passage. They meant something to the identity of those they had belonged to. Something to those gone.
Her eyes softened. "... 's called res... Respect..." They didn't have to like it. Or trust it. Kiira knew there would never be anything other than harsh feelings towards the Pitt and Tanglewood... But she believed, like Kydobi, the fallen deserved respect. Courtesy.
"... They be-belong... With-with their owners."
[/td][/tr][/table]The petite vixen nearly lost all corporality as she wobbled onto the scene, mitch-matched hues darting for signs of trouble. She found only Leroy, Aurum and Caustic. And masks. Masks? "..."
"The hell does he want to be returnin' these?"
Did there have to be a reason? An ulterior motive? Kiira frowned, her eyes falling back onto the masks, quietly staring. She had earned her own mask recently, finally receiving a chance to participate after her time as a Pitt captive. A tradition. A rite of passage. They meant something to the identity of those they had belonged to. Something to those gone.
Her eyes softened. "... 's called res... Respect..." They didn't have to like it. Or trust it. Kiira knew there would never be anything other than harsh feelings towards the Pitt and Tanglewood... But she believed, like Kydobi, the fallen deserved respect. Courtesy.
"... They be-belong... With-with their owners."
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