what would your god think?
Marauder
Bloodletter
10-09-2021, 05:37 PM
Hattori had not been expecting company, certainly not for it to come falling down from the canopy above. He stepped out of the way, ears flattening as he took in the sight of Modesty as she crumbled on the floor, all ungainly and awkward as yearlings tended to be. For a loner she seemed well enough, not too skinny or unkempt, but he doubted Toxicity would have it any other way. But what had she been doing up there? Admiring the night sky seemed to be a safe assumption, but he felt as though he ought to ask. In case she had noticed something he had not.
Or rather, he wondered if those of the Abraxas faith had a different take on all these strange happenings? Signs from their Fallen God? He imagined any religion could twist a narrative to suit their beliefs, or even claim that the sprites above were the souls of those who had passed.
He glanced up again, the blue reflections catching in his eyes. "Modesty. What were you doing?"
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