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--> Arles

[roping]

((continued from here.))

[What?? Do not hold back the petting. It sustains him, Arles. But he'll take those words, that reassurance that Arles believes in him. And that alone will keep him doing his best! He can't let Arles down, no matter what.]

A place? What kinda place? 's all like a city... it's weird there's so many people.

[The fur on his tail bristles.] Don't like this many people when we only got two of us... [The numbers aren't good. But one of the two is Arles, which counts for something.]

[titled]

Worry not. These people... it's unlikely many of them are even fighters. If you had to fight, I'm certain you could handle them.

[... That said.]

I would rather the rest of our pack be here as well, but for now we will have to make do.

[roping]

Yeah? Then good! If they ain't used to fightin' that's good. Even if there are some soldiers in this place, if it's not everybody, we can definitely handle it.

[And even if he can't, if it comes to it, he's going down fighting tooth and claw.

Even Guillan sobers at the next words, a remarkably serious expression on his face.] Mm. It ain't right bein' separated. Wolves are s'posed to be with their packs. [That's the way it works. His ears droop.] But yeah! We gotta make do so we can find 'em and make sure everyone's okay.

[titled]

I hope you weren't doubting us. [He's teasing... slightly. He's glancing askance at Guillan with his ears lightly cocked in his direction, a faint smile on his lips.]

We will get back, of that I assure you. I have no interest in playing in these people's cage.

[A soft click of his tongue.]

[roping]

...no way! [Quick and adamant. No way he'd ever doubt Arles. Though Guillan recognizes that even Arles isn't invincible, so while he knows they'd go out in a blaze of blood and glory, he'd rather survive long enough to take their fight back to Weblin where it belongs.

His tail gives a wag at the reassurance. Arles is good at making him feel better about things.]

Me neither. Ain't gonna just roll over 'n do what these bastards want. [No way no how he does not do tricks.]

[titled]

[Arles chuckles softly at the quick, adamant reply. At least Guillan is here. While he recognises that presents its own unique set of problems with Guillan adapting to this place, it's better than being here alone.]

Precisely.

...Here, they are our enemy. [His voice has lowered.]

[roping]

[Yeah Guillan is a problem all his own, but where Arles is concerned, he means well, and will do whatever he can not to let him down. Even if it's so hard to stay out of trouble when Arles says things like "don't kill people." How is he even supposed to remember that all the time?]

Right. So we gotta figure out how to get to 'em. They gotta have weaknesses.

[titled]

Aa. Every stronghold has its weaknesses, as well. Not even the castle could keep us out.

[Though he wouldn't advocate doing that kind of attack so abruptly again-- surprises like that only work the once, besides. Next time, it will be a much more organised assault.

But those plans can come later...]

[roping]

Heh! 'course it couldn't. Not forever.

[Yeah okay that was fun though, wasn't it? Those bastard cats didn't expect it at all. But yeah they got away with that out of surprise once; next time they may not have that going for them.

But that'll be fun too.] Not that castle 'n not this place neither.

[titled]

[Was it fun... Well, he'd had his own way of enjoying himself. Picturing Mejojo's enraged face after he found out that he'd bitten Fiona Galland, well, that kept him chuckling for a few days.]

Correct. No matter how hard they try to keep us out... or in.

[With a glance around them.]

[roping]

[It was totally fun. The looks on the stupid soldiers faces. Definitely worth it. And besides, they got Rath back, and for as much as Guillan picks on him, that matters.]

Right! ...I don't like bein' kept in though. At all. 's like bein in a cage, even if it's a big cage.

[titled]

A gilded cage.

[He supplies with a wry smile.] It's what this is. They may provide as much to us as they wish, but it doesn't change our lack of freedom.

[roping]

'xactly, right?

[And wolves weren't meant to be caged. At all. They were meant to roam and be responsible for their own destinies.]

So they might think they got us for prisoners, but it ain't gonna last. But where we gonna stay while we're here?

[titled]

As far as I've heard, there is a residence prepared for us... We'll stay there for the time being.

[Until they find something else...]

[roping]

So we gotta find that. Think it'll be any good? [By good be probably means "safe" and "defensible" or maybe also "full of comfy furniture for me to chew on" but that's a minor priority.]

You know where it is?

[titled]

[Arles gives a non-committal shrug. It will probably be good enough.] We'll know once we find it.

I believe it's this way.

[He fishes the card they were given for a room out of his pocket, eyeing it dubiously.]

[roping]

Right. [Go ahead, Arles. Guillan will trot along beside him -- though his gaze sweeps around them near constantly, the paranoia of a wild creature outside his usual territory, alert and ready, all restless energy that can't keep still.

Though he's curious too, and easily distracted.]

What's that? I got one too. It ain't food. [He fishes his out and yeah it has teeth marks in it.]

[titled]

A 'key'.

...Supposedly. I imagine its use will become more obvious once we arrive.

[Arles exhales a soft sigh. Not to worry though, Guillan, he's not calm or relaxed either. His body is tense, his ears lightly twitching this way and that but for the sake of Guillan, he remains as calm as he would be normally.]

[roping]

'f you say so, Arles.

[He will follow his leader anywhere he will go! Including to the housing complex! Their new lair.]