[Somewhere, deep down, very... very deep down, Shiro would be mortified about this. Horrified, even. This is the opposite of everything he stands for. Destructive, aggressive. Painful sharpness and harsh lines. Grief is a powerful, jagged thing spurring the Beast along like a whip.]
[It runs. It doesn't stop running.]
[That, at least, is partially a Shiro response to a problem.]
[It ducks into alleys. Through narrow streets. It's moving too quickly for the Hunters to catch, now. If it has a destination in mind, nothing in that mockery of a voice is open to discussion. But they are moving out of the city. Toward less and less populated areas. Toward the woods. Far away from help.]
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[It runs. It doesn't stop running.]
[That, at least, is partially a Shiro response to a problem.]
[It ducks into alleys. Through narrow streets. It's moving too quickly for the Hunters to catch, now. If it has a destination in mind, nothing in that mockery of a voice is open to discussion. But they are moving out of the city. Toward less and less populated areas. Toward the woods. Far away from help.]
[And far from the sea.]