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indent Their family kept growing, it seemed. Anselm’s daughter was here, and had, as of yet, not struck Gabriel as being anything like her father. Then again, Anselm had been a bit off recently, something that settled ill with his cousin. Most people seemed to be off recently. Two-legged, Gabriel tied back his multi-hued hair and spared a glance up to the sky. Marlowe’s familiar shadow was not present, suggesting he was off annoying someone else for once. Still, the bird was useful—he told Gabriel what Anselm could not, and thus far, only three people in Inferni seemed to really know of his presence.
indent One of these was the scent he was following, drawing him towards his sister. When he found her, he was surprised—she had a bandage on her arm and was missing scraps of fur. The same held true for him (save the bandage of course) but he knew the signs well enough to know she had been in a fight. “Who got hold of you?” He asked, coming up towards her.
indent Their family kept growing, it seemed. Anselm’s daughter was here, and had, as of yet, not struck Gabriel as being anything like her father. Then again, Anselm had been a bit off recently, something that settled ill with his cousin. Most people seemed to be off recently. Two-legged, Gabriel tied back his multi-hued hair and spared a glance up to the sky. Marlowe’s familiar shadow was not present, suggesting he was off annoying someone else for once. Still, the bird was useful—he told Gabriel what Anselm could not, and thus far, only three people in Inferni seemed to really know of his presence.
indent One of these was the scent he was following, drawing him towards his sister. When he found her, he was surprised—she had a bandage on her arm and was missing scraps of fur. The same held true for him (save the bandage of course) but he knew the signs well enough to know she had been in a fight. “Who got hold of you?” He asked, coming up towards her.