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" Fluffypaw, " it is no coincidence that he finds her quickly, for its a message of urgency that he carries on his tongue. Paranoia is not new to Dawnglare, no... it's the price that comes with having a mind like his; with being a creature such as himself. His very purpose is to bear knowledge that others did not... Never mind that whoever designed him for this could not have possibly thought through the mental toll it might have on him... If such were the case, he would not be like this: operating between two extremes of hide and seek. Today is the latter, a day that he cannot bear to withstand his own den; and he poises like a viper waiting to strike on the outskirts of it.
As he's searched and searched and searched for an answer to all his troubles, one such struck him with a quickness beneath the cover of night. Original enemy, a tale as old as time. That story told of bountiful earth, and the leeching green that wormed its way across Her in mere sunrises. Was it that with the sky's death, blinding light could no longer overtake the creep of moss? No, surely it could not all be that one's doing... but suspicion creeps upon him quick. It's why he reaches out like this, so suddenly. " You have my condolences, you do. "
Butterflytuft was a pitiful soul, one that did not deserve this... He would be inclined to believe that her children did not, either. " That mentor of yours is no good, is he? "
As he's searched and searched and searched for an answer to all his troubles, one such struck him with a quickness beneath the cover of night. Original enemy, a tale as old as time. That story told of bountiful earth, and the leeching green that wormed its way across Her in mere sunrises. Was it that with the sky's death, blinding light could no longer overtake the creep of moss? No, surely it could not all be that one's doing... but suspicion creeps upon him quick. It's why he reaches out like this, so suddenly. " You have my condolences, you do. "
Butterflytuft was a pitiful soul, one that did not deserve this... He would be inclined to believe that her children did not, either. " That mentor of yours is no good, is he? "