A NEW BEGINNING ; intro

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ eyeless hyena

“Unfortunate for everyone else,” the crow corrects, as the beak quivers and falls to the sand. Blood and teeth gush as the little black bird squelches, vis tiny mass expanding and rippling, until ve is not a crow, not a rotting something-inbetween, but a greyscale hyena.

The ardent yawns, grey tongue licking the off-yellow teeth. When ve faces Famine, vis eyelids blink over eyeless sockets.

“There are other ways to impress–and to flirt!—than referencing my non-existent majesty.” Vale giggles, and the pitch is high-pitched for such a muscular form. But this is normal for hyenas, if not most social mammals. “I could even say you’ve left your Mark, since nobody’s called me such a thing! Ever! Well, probably, at some point, but who can remember all those little details.”

Vale considers winking. Let the lion know ve jested. But the decision to become eyeless, hmm, that complicates things, didn’t it? Oh well. Probably is funnier to be ambiguous, anyway, since Vale isn't unaware of how others interpreted vis lack-of-sanity. Vis choice-to-forgo-sanity, if you want to be precise, which nobody really wants to be, because otherwise nothing would get done, the enemy of perfection being good enough and all that bullshit. Right? Right, nobody needs to listen to an infodump on what makes a joke a joke!

“Well, Thirdy, enjoy settling in! The desert’s particularly hellish this time of year, so I’d be mindful of your water resources during your blooding. Might want to cut the sightseeing short during the daylight hours. ‘Specially bein’ a maned cat and all. Those things get hot! You'll never catch me dead in that fashion accessory.”

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
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