[ he's not the only one that's being cautious. when he gets a fair distance away from the main group, a tall, slim figure in a black bodysuit steps deliberately out of the trees. there's a moment of animal-like stillness, then a tail flicks behind them, and they jerk their chin toward the city in apparent question.
fausta keeps to themself, but anyone feeling a little more cautious about their arrival here is someone to perhaps acquaint themself with.
after another moment, they flip the knife in their hand, sheathing it pointedly. if push comes to shove, their claws are weapon enough, anyway. ]
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fausta keeps to themself, but anyone feeling a little more cautious about their arrival here is someone to perhaps acquaint themself with.
after another moment, they flip the knife in their hand, sheathing it pointedly. if push comes to shove, their claws are weapon enough, anyway. ]
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