[aw: prompt] roots and fruits were abolished
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Itachi remembered their previous interaction with contentment – at least somewhat, as he was a voidful (look, Libri makes new word) creature. Draugr could become a valued acquaintance with time, and China so did insist that he get out socializing more with his pack. He lived to please the silver thing that had captured his heart, so he thought he would do just that. The dark female’s trails were fresh, and the two-legged form of the blonde followed in his comfortable tempo. One would never think he had a worry in the world, and though it wasn’t always so, it always seemed he was taking his sweet time. The result of his lax pursuit had several possible endings. Perhaps he’d catch up with her, perhaps not. He wasn’t picky.

Salty breeze tickled through his thickening pelt as he reached the beach and traded rock, earth and grass for rough sand, more rock and eventually water. Autumn had brought its weather, and the wind was fresh and lively. It had been quite a while since he had been here. Itachi had never had any special love for the sea, though he didn’t fear it either. It was merely inconvenient more often than not, so he rarely found concrete reasons to venture here. But this was the direction Draugr had gone, and his eyes could even catch a glimpse of her now.

Yet she wasn’t alone as she first had appeared. As the paling hybrid came closer, his large audits twisted at the sharp sound coming from the direction of the sea caves. Its origin was unknown to him, and its screeching characteristic was terrible in sensitive ears. Had he been quicker to display his thoughts and feelings, he would most certainly have grimaced at the sound. Instead, he seemed untroubled as usual. ”Draugr?” the Confidant’s hollow voice called out, though certainly softly. She was his superior now, according to Salsola’s silly hierarchy. His eyes wouldn’t reach her face, and his tail swung low with simple traits of submission. Her feline companion was ignored for time being. She had the right to turn him away if she did not wish for his presence.

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