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An unspoken question in the kitaune shuddered and ultimately crumbled: nature won out, even amung the fear and dread that one should feel given the circumstances. Gold dipped eyes looked upon the stranger's stuttering phrases and grinned something coy, the underlying hint of sorrow-pitty-sonder in the wave of his tails. It wasn't a kind smile, but not an unwelcome on either. "but of course." he crooned out, voice a juxtapose of what once was.
"No one here is truly wants to be dangerous, wants that kind of violence in them, the elisyium was peaceful" there was a reason why he had picked this place amung the rubble, the isle. Where the islands mist shrowded the true home if the kitsune from sight, he could find refuge in the simulacra that defending this place would entail. Tied to peace he could wrench true havoc without care, spread fear amung what should have been his own. Mold them in his image, not if battle, but of peace complacency of it's own selfish desires.
Little knew how it would turn, few thought it would turn this way. "what do you think made us such an easy target?"
/Mobile
BLOOD AND BONE !
the soft uncurling of sunlight, cotton candy smiles bleeding red, dripping blood. all grainy images that you never want to reveal to yourself: reflection. Sakasu is the catastrophe hidden in the stillness, the mourning of a single-note song and the death of all the purity. Battle lust wrapped in a guise of sweet allure
An unspoken question in the kitaune shuddered and ultimately crumbled: nature won out, even amung the fear and dread that one should feel given the circumstances. Gold dipped eyes looked upon the stranger's stuttering phrases and grinned something coy, the underlying hint of sorrow-pitty-sonder in the wave of his tails. It wasn't a kind smile, but not an unwelcome on either. "but of course." he crooned out, voice a juxtapose of what once was.
"No one here is truly wants to be dangerous, wants that kind of violence in them, the elisyium was peaceful" there was a reason why he had picked this place amung the rubble, the isle. Where the islands mist shrowded the true home if the kitsune from sight, he could find refuge in the simulacra that defending this place would entail. Tied to peace he could wrench true havoc without care, spread fear amung what should have been his own. Mold them in his image, not if battle, but of peace complacency of it's own selfish desires.
Little knew how it would turn, few thought it would turn this way. "what do you think made us such an easy target?"
/Mobile
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