// This is how it feels talking about the commune. Like literally you can get there by train ride or walking from fucking anywhere I guess. Regularly interacting with people in the 30s and 50s and multidimensional beings. Also, it’s in the woods of Massachusetts. What the fuck.
@JustCultist@Cultist21 (She blinks as 3 hurriedly walks away, trying to process.)
‘Extra marking’- what does /that/ mean???
(At this point she sounds just as distressed as 3.)
@JustCultist@Cultist21 (She’s in shocked silence for that entire explanation.)
…Okay. Fine.
(She’s following only for a few paces before she stops abruptly.)
Hold on- back in the hotel, when you were- were you /marking/???
@JustCultist@Cultist21 (When she gets tossed the sweater, she looks dumbfounded. It’s about the last thing she expected 3 to do.)
…What. What am I meant to do with this. Sniff it?
You… ‘mark’ things?
(She’s beginning to realize that this whole wolf ordeal is going to involve a lot of weird shit.)
@Cultist21@JustCultist (She sounds a little defensive.)
How am I supposed to know! Both of you should know way more about this wolf stuff than I do.
Silver hurts, everything else heals right up, and I can. Smell. More now.