you will always be a monster
there is no turning back from it
there is no turning back from it
She hadn’t considered that possibility, but once proposed a frown of consideration forms on her face. “We could renovate the hall in the Branches for the humans, and I can make a smaller office in the Village for myself and Juniper?” Fingers tapping restlessly, idle and habitually active, she shifts her weight on her feet and her wings curl and flex. “The Branches can accommodate many, but perhaps we can set plots for smaller homes if any intend to stay more long term? Our architects may be able to adjust their craft to accommodate a lower vantage point - I would prefer that if possible.” It was less obtrusive and damaging to the forest, and while a bit of a culture shock perhaps, would sufficiently house anyone regardless of race. “Perhaps then we can convince any of the Hollowed Ground citizens to leave before they are put at risk.”
Hawk-gold eyes fall to the bulge of muscle in Remi’s jaw, intrigued. “You do not have good experiences with her? Hm…I can go alone and relay information to you then. I would consider working with only the other heralds in the future, but it seems remiss to not check on the possibility of finishing something halfway completed.” As odd as it is to cater to - or care about - the safety of the man, the idea does not irritate her.
Hawk-gold eyes fall to the bulge of muscle in Remi’s jaw, intrigued. “You do not have good experiences with her? Hm…I can go alone and relay information to you then. I would consider working with only the other heralds in the future, but it seems remiss to not check on the possibility of finishing something halfway completed.” As odd as it is to cater to - or care about - the safety of the man, the idea does not irritate her.
but what type of monster you become
is entirely up to you
is entirely up to you
