EVOLUTION // Snowbound Visit

Luca couldn't call himself Snowbound's biggest fan, but he didn't hate them either. He was more neutral on the group, although Atbash's last visit had left him with the slightest tang of salt on his tongue. He was bitter and petty, these facts weren't hard to discover after knowing him for over a day, so the calmness with which approached was surprising. It was a combination of the ringing bell and the familiar comfort of Marcel's presence that drew Luca forwards. He drew close to the toyger and aimed to brush their pelts together, an affectionate display that he was sure Marcellus wouldn't quite reciprocate. Only then did he turn his gaze to Atbash, his single healthy eye staring her down. "Atbash," he greeted in a fashion very similar to his companion, although the end of his word tapered into a slight purr. He had no time to be angry at Snowbound for being shitty allies, there were much more pressing matters on his mind at the moment.

That gathering of hers sounded like a good opportunity for trouble making, but other than mischief Luca couldn't think of a good reason to go. The thought of sitting around and listening to a bunch of enemies and neutrals chatting about meaningless bullshit didn't appeal to him at all. Atbash declaring the peaceful nature of the matter was the final nail in the coffin for him. "Sounds lame," he said honestly, flicking a ragged ear. "I guess I'll wait to see what the others say, though." He turned to Marcellus then, blinking at the feline as if silently asking for his fellow Privateer's opinion. He was secretly hoping that they'd end up going to trash the party, but for now he'd keep his trap shut.

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