Before Arashi can say anything else, they're joined by the other two Waltzes.
Blaze, the one with the white-tipped wings and flame-patterns on the edges of his blue clothes has large bags of potato chips, one of which he tosses to Arashi.
The other one, Mistral, is shorter. He's accompanied by a displacer beast. Which, of course, means that it doesn't visually appear to be right beside him, tho it isn't impossible to put the ruffling of the illusion's fur and ear together with the way the Waltz is moving his fingers and work out that someone is getting scritches.
"Are they gone yet?" Arashi asks, which prompts a 'ffft' sound that's suspiciously like a laugh from the displacer beast.
Mistral huffs and crosses his arms. "It's not easy to find good homes, even here. And I'm not giving them to someone who'll mistreat them again."
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Blaze, the one with the white-tipped wings and flame-patterns on the edges of his blue clothes has large bags of potato chips, one of which he tosses to Arashi.
The other one, Mistral, is shorter. He's accompanied by a displacer beast. Which, of course, means that it doesn't visually appear to be right beside him, tho it isn't impossible to put the ruffling of the illusion's fur and ear together with the way the Waltz is moving his fingers and work out that someone is getting scritches.
"Are they gone yet?" Arashi asks, which prompts a 'ffft' sound that's suspiciously like a laugh from the displacer beast.
Mistral huffs and crosses his arms. "It's not easy to find good homes, even here. And I'm not giving them to someone who'll mistreat them again."