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Post by Honeystorm on Sept 29, 2021 2:07:21 GMT -5
Somehow, some way, despite the fact that the Regime only had so much food to go around, Larus always seemed to have a piece of prey with him. Though this was the case from little on, so by now, most rarely seemed to think anything of it. Or at least, they didn’t say anything to his face. No matter if he asked for something and was told no, he ended up with something to eat anyway, never in as dire need as any other member of the Regime, despite being a Guider, and thus, not hunting for himself.
"Where are you getting all of this?" Blindfaith asked, approaching Larus, despite him not having any food on him in the moment, "You know, the prey that you always seem to get when no one else does. I've watched you for a while now so I'd be careful on the lies you choose to use on me." She advised.
"Are you even being-" Blindfaith began, but then gave it up, it wasn't like she was a Regime member who could tell the other what to do, she was still debating about returning. Not that she was just here to hangout, she planned to actually contribute while seeing if she was interested, but...
"It's not my place, but this is my grandmothers group and it does hold a special place in my heart. I would think if there's anyway you can find food that you would share it," She pointed out.
"If they can't find food, that's their own fault." He quipped back at his distant aunt, fur raising. Clearly this was a subject he absolutely did not want to talk about.
"Alright, I honestly don't give enough of a damn about this, thought I did, got bored. I'm heading out so if anyone asks I'll be on the surface for a while," Blindfaith said over her shoulder, getting up to leave.
(we can just leave it here. Or you can reply one more time to get an extra cont of him watching her leave. But yeah I think we're probably fine to leave the narrative here since this was so far back in the past that I don't have any ties to it anymore, which was my bad for not replying enough, but I'm glad to have given an extra few posts to RR!)
