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"Delgado, I take it?" meowed the mostly blind healer from her position in her den. She had requested the tom's presence based on some murmurings of the League. "I've heard that your nerves have been high since changes started to rapidly happen in the League? I was wondering if you'd be willing to talk to me about that." There was little inflection in her voice as she looked at him, or well, where she could assume he was. She never could be one hundred percent sure she was looking in quite the right place. She waved her tail in a friendly manner, trying to make sure that he knew she meant no harm by her words. She was just a psychiatrist by trade, and the chance to pick apart the brain of her first League cat was exhilerating to her.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jun 12, 2021 14:07:41 GMT -5
Delgato was currently cleaning the blood off the floor of what was the punishment district's, where the prisoners were punished. Even though the things were changing drastically, he continued on about his routine. To the average observer it would appear like nothing was amiss, but pay closer attention and you would notice oddities. How he would go to the den Innocentia once inhabited and left prey there, though there was no one to eat. How he spoke to the prisoners as if at any moment she might walk through there and begin torturing them again. He didn't look up from his task, simply continued to scrub at the floors "I have work to do, but you are welcome to join me"
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POSTEDJun 20, 2021 9:17:07 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
The shaman tilted her head curiously. He was working so feverishly, and wouldn't even take a moment from his work to talk to her. How unusual, or perhaps particularly usual, she wasn't entirely sure. She hadn't been in the League again long enough to truly understand how they went about their business these days. Although, she was quite sure that half of the League cats also didn't know how the League went about their business, with all of the changes going on. With a nod, she padded over to him, starting to busy herself, albeit not nearly as intensely as the tom. "How are you handling things?" she asked, although she was quite sure the tom wouldn't be so forthcoming. She'd have to do more work to get it out of him, she was sure.
