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[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.

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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.

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[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.

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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?

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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?

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[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.]

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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.]