wooliefrand | IT'S CL-OVER

She's an idiot. But also this seems like something she'd dabble in. After all, her boytoy Stormy got his name back and almost killed a bunch of us with lightning.

Huh. Reckon Ceo — Chrysanthemum — is gonna follow in his footsteps?

[ giving a considerate pause to think about that ]

...if he does, we've done more damage to that settlement than some light thievery and property damage.

... what did you guys get up to? All I did was gamble some.

[ and terrify some poor charity workers. and inadvertently summon his new dad. ]

Nue beat up some wolves, but he went easy on them... I think.

We found the headquarters of the city. There were a lot of folks looking for resources so I tried to find a way into the building that didn't involve creating a riot.

Eh, still ended up with a bunch of wolves shouting and waving fire extinguishers around but nothing that would end up on a civil unrest biopic.

Man. Not that I'm switchin' sides, but I get why they hate us. I mean, I already sort of did, but this is a bit...

[ much? ]

...well, it's like home. Everyone keeps messin' things up for everyone else.

[ gives a small chuff of a laugh at "sides" ]

Oh, we've given them more than enough cause to find us unforgivable monsters. But considering he started this with torturing and kidnapping, I'd say it's a mutually destructive relationship.

Is your home like the city we left? With the rationing and refugees?

[ it would explain the klepto tendencies. but then so does "I feel like it"... ]

Oh, no. Not exactly.

But it is mutually destructive. All of us are unforgivable monsters.

It never stops.

Heh, it's a rare thing to hear someone admit that so plainly!

But there are ways to break the cycle. The first one being a suicide pact where everyone hurts and maims until there's no one left to continue the grudge! Pretty easy, just continue as they are!

The other one would be something a little harder. I admit, it's been pretty frustrating just to get an idea of how some of this came about. And when you have so many unwilling participants, eh, the variables are all over the place...

[ ... heh. ]

Do you think I regret being an unforgivable monster?

Everyone has regrets. I know that.

But! Whether or not you have them tied up in how you judge yourself, that's something I'm still observing about you~

Yeah?

[ don't tilde at him you little fuzzball ]

Observe away. Not everyone's as soft-hearted as our favorite wolf prince.

Hah, he's a marshmallow compared to most of the flocks here! Slightly more ruthless than Bluebell.

'Marshmallow'. Cute.

So, your second option. Tell me more?

What, like who's the second most soft hearted group?

[ shakes his head. ]

Nah, the other way to break the cycle of destruction. The non-suicide pact.

Oh, that. Long shot but it would involve all the interested parties putting their scraps of information together to find out the cause for the Wolf King scourge and all this demon possession nonsense. Then formulating a plan to fix it.

Made extra difficult because said parties are Blossom, Stormy, Red, Chrysanthemum and who knows what else. Liars, posers, psychopaths, and fools! These are Vegas odds for you to gamble on.

You mean Marshmallow.

[ sorry that's important ]

[ gives a snort]

Probably a more appropriate name. Considering he doesn't know Blossom is his sister, and her response to a possible reunion was an attempt to drown the body Clover brought back, well...

We can't rely on them to just up and tell us the information we need to figure out the truth. Which is why I didn't mind sticking my neck out on these little jaunts, even though Clover is about as stealthy as a stampede of elephants.

We're an efficient stampede of elephants! But you knew that already.

It is weird, though... you'd think the two Blossoms would at least smell the same.

[ peers at Warden's nose. how's your sense of smell buddy ]

Huh, not particularly. Blossom casts off bodies like celebrities cast off dresses at the Met Gala. She smells different almost every time she pokes her head out.

Heh. It's not like I can smell someone's soul.

[ peers at YOUR nose, weird magic user ]

What's— hey, I'm human.

...

Half-demon now, apparently. But also human.

Sure, sure! Wouldn't need to take a DNA test from that guy, especially since I don't know if he has DNA.

I inherited his vibes, obviously.

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