SET MY WINGS ON FIRE / typhoon

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[ooc: a tad short, I’m writing while a lil unwell]

It was arrogance to never consider others a threat, anything could be after all.

Infections in a wound felled even the mightiest creature.

Which is why It had always watched others carefully, it already knew what their current actions provoked in other clans - it did not care, whether ruin or reforging, it would still be here in ash or in triumph.

As would this land - like water or the sandy dunes, an ebb and flow, a rise and fall, as ever.

”goldenluxury roux, how kind of you to grace the dunes again” it rumbled and for all it’s many voices in echo it somehow sounded neutral.

The ghastly beast towered, still and staring - for all that it lacked eyes.

It cared not for the display of either the typhoon leader or itself - merely if she had come here to issue threats as worthless as the air shed waste with them, he cared not for them.

But he could guess why she might bother to come

Was it a mirage or did she seem tired?

Hmhm.