[PQ] We're miles from way back when

CHULANE

Work, work, work, indeed. Chuy found himself strung between two regions, two worlds, one that called to his heart, the other to his sense of duty, each arguably stubborn aspects of himself that warred for priority within him. The discovery of his second shift had been a true blessing in that regard, allowing him to literally fly where he was needed, to give his all to both of these callings in his life.

He'd been impressed by the repairs on the gates and sections of boundary walls that others had accomplished (and flew over it with a mental hello to the assigned attuned guard that day), and was looking forward to helping out more. He didn't do this for the reward, for the recognition, he did it because he wanted to contribute, to share and build and strengthen this community further, that they might endure the future changes and trials they were destined for.

So he arrived, an eagle spiralling down from the skies, and just before he might've landed he shifted, first into a clouded leopard to land with feline coordination and grace, and then into himself, smoothly rising into a standing posture - it was, admittedly, a little trick he'd been practicing and was glad to have executed it perfectly here. Walking towards the Warden and Beatrix with his ever-present smile and a nod in greeting, he spoke. "What'll you have from us today, Warden?"

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