Calaisee Lewyre
@Lily Lesse
Calaisee hadn’t gone far yet. Firebombs - glass bottles fit with rags and filled with surplus clingfire - had been stashed in a supply closet, and she made a point to hand them out now, making sure many of the Vulpinist beasts under her oversight could take at least...
Calaisee Lewyre
@Lily Lesse
Calaisee laughed, a silvery sound that seemed out of place and out of character for such a beast. She looks on Lily like she’s a younger beast, perhaps thinking of her first time skulking the streets with a deadly weapon, looking for blood while boisterous...
Calaisee Lewyre
@Lily Lesse
The red-furred fox had never been a big reader. What was there to say for it? Writings were always a reflection of the past, something scribbled in a time and place where it might have once been relevant, a crutch for beasts of leisure who thought themselves smart...