Right, right. Can't complain if I get to do it my way.
[Maybe it's still habit, expecting those who want his help to have directions for him as well. But why? He's free here, the joy of it showing across his features as he starts off-- away from what people would call "safety" and through to a forest that holds that faint sort of light that others can't see. The kind that spreads out from souls, giving away the position of even those otherwise obscured. And the kind that makes hunting interesting.
Because they're human souls in there, aren't they? Humans that they're free to kill without the slightest consequence. ... Or at least toy with, as the curse holds back on his first strike as a test, only disfiguring his target before jumping back to watch how the damage spreads.
So it doesn't reflect on to him anymore.
Then with a quick look towards where Dito should have followed along, though not fully ignoring his prey,]
This one's still mine! But don't worry. It looks like it has some friends.
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[Maybe it's still habit, expecting those who want his help to have directions for him as well. But why? He's free here, the joy of it showing across his features as he starts off-- away from what people would call "safety" and through to a forest that holds that faint sort of light that others can't see. The kind that spreads out from souls, giving away the position of even those otherwise obscured. And the kind that makes hunting interesting.
Because they're human souls in there, aren't they? Humans that they're free to kill without the slightest consequence. ... Or at least toy with, as the curse holds back on his first strike as a test, only disfiguring his target before jumping back to watch how the damage spreads.
So it doesn't reflect on to him anymore.
Then with a quick look towards where Dito should have followed along, though not fully ignoring his prey,]
This one's still mine! But don't worry. It looks like it has some friends.