LOCKE
He wonders how long it will take the beasties to ignore them or if they're filled with some kind of insatiable lust for blood. Maybe this is just revenge for all the pies they've been made into.. She puts her weapons away and he thinks she prefers it this way. Locke shifts his weight to face her properly, jaguar claws sinking into the tree to hold him steady, as the rest of him is human.
"Maybe there's a Punqueen out there or somethin'. How do they even.. Seeds?" The last part is mumbled as he watches them try to scramble up the trees the pair are in. They seem more plant than meat but magic is very much a thing. "Part of me wants to look around for the source but I'm not that invested. I'm sure it'll slow down once the snows come."
"Maybe there's a Punqueen out there or somethin'. How do they even.. Seeds?" The last part is mumbled as he watches them try to scramble up the trees the pair are in. They seem more plant than meat but magic is very much a thing. "Part of me wants to look around for the source but I'm not that invested. I'm sure it'll slow down once the snows come."
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
