who knows the tale - open HUNT ANNOUNCEMENT

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ domestic feline

The little tiny thing licked the back of a paw, eyeing Brymstone as the surreal hybrid excitedly began the announcements. Vale tilted vis head, thrice-forked tail flicking behind ver, and followed the skullfaced tiger to the Hall of Kings. The carving of the late king meant nothing to Vale, though the feline glanced at the WIP statue with some interest—Vale always liked things that changed from one day to the next.

Vale stood, thrice-forked tail lashing quicker now, and flexed vis toe beans. Ah, the itch to rip off vis face, starting with the nose, needled into vis mind. But, no matter, Brymstone’s announcement served as a distraction from Vale’s unpleasant habit.

“Typhoon, eh? A good target. Should be weak for a long time to come, with the Condemned’s war machine.” Vale placed a paw over vis muzzle and discretely itched vis nose. Ve wanted to rip it off. But… eh, regrowing flesh and shapeshifting again into another stable form would be a chore, wouldn’t it. “You got it, Big Stones.”

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]