The UnCulling

*Pestilence* · 01-05-2021, 06:42 PM

Pestilence had not been to the woods that stood adjacent to Fireside since Jupiter had told her ghost stories seasons ago. It had been an extremely creepy experience, especially for a wolf such as Pesto who vehemently spoke out against the spiritual. She didn't know what brought her back, though whatever feeling drew her deeper it sure as fuck wasn't to go looking for ghosts. The fur along her spine was bristled, her bright eyes alert and scanning the heavy fog.

Obi's emergence through the foliage was startling to say the least, and Pestilence nearly jumped out of her fur in fright. "Fuck!" She swore, muscles tense as she stared down the vaguely familiar monkey. It's not like monkey's were threatening, it wasn't her first instinct to expect harm from a random wanderer primate even in creepy spiritual foggy woods. She squinted across the way at him, her head tilting slowly to the side as she forced the recognition forward.

"Obi?" It felt like it'd been so long since she'd seen him last, even though he held such a prominent position in her upbringing. While he once was her beloved archpriest, Archon's death had soured that title and their relationship. "Did Tox send you?" Suspicion and bitterness was thick in her tone, though she forced herself to remain neutral for her late-father's sake. There was a bundle in his arms, though Pesto hardly noticed through the shock of seeing him so close to her new home.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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