modernist sensibility - [COTC VISIT]

[Tena M.]

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Tena Moonspinner —
'What Pit' The implications are plain.  As if the Demdji never heard of the name Stryker before.  The former magna felt her eyes narrow, ears flattening against her skull as she halted besides the others.  Friends?

There is a barely hidden disgust.  Lost respect.  Her tail lashes behind her.  Maybe she shouldn't have been so quick to give Hani and Alani a chance.  "This slaver's your friend?"  Harsh.  Fury.  Betrayal.  Tena did not stand for Depurs.  While she hoped the Astral Seraphs had an argument for otherwise, she wasn't so sure, seeing how comfortable the lion was asking questions.

"As if we'd tell you," Tena growled.  "What makes you think Elysium wants anything to do with someone like you?" A slaver.  They have left them alone for the most part, but they were still enemies.  For Snowbound and Sunhaven too.  For good reason.

And Stryker may not carry that scent anymore... But he had still ran it all.  Tena did not trust him.  Would not.  Elysium was a place of justice, she mused with barely constrained fury, the ground threatening to crack beneath her paws, he should be held accountable.

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