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Just down the road. That's... close. There's a difference between needing to apologize in theory, in some state of forever-soon, but actually walking into it... Dragons do not shy from duty. "I think I'm going to go talk to her. Would you like to come with me?" Astrid had been there, after...

Haze? What haze? Cuicatl had definitely not seen a haze. But she did remember the plague. She had pointedly been ignoring the plague. If she died of sickness, well, it's not like she didn't have it coming. Possessory demons, though... there is a similar concept in Anahuac. Shapeshifters who...

"Oh. Has it? I mean, are the problems getting bigger? I've mostly been exploring the woods by myself. Haven't talked to many people. And I'm doing pretty good. Still not quite over being a pokemon. Being here. It's all a rush." And she definitely would not let her problems start to grind it to a...

That was Astrid, wasn't it? Voices were hard to keep track of with so many introduced so quickly, but you knew what a vulpix smelled like as a human and as a deino it's much the same just, no, smellier didn't sound right. Louder. Close enough. "Nothing, really. Just figuring out what to do now."

Being a dragon was great. Her sense of smell was so much better than it had been, she felt powerful, and this body was at least built to be blind. Cuicatl hardly even missed her gift since she spoke the same language as everyone else. Sure, she was here to save the world, but she was no hero...