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Hello Flux, my old friend. It’s strange to say, but having nightmares about Battlefield and Flux is an improvement. I got a rough night’s sleep, but better than I can remember in a long time.

Did some reading, did some chores, spent some time in the caern trying to integrate what I’d learned into a… broader picture. The weather turned, and started putting out my fire; Slug and Unfinished Business were behind me. He was down below, she was practicing or something. I wondered why he was still around, and not out in the scab. I tried to push him that way (honestly, it’s getting a little annoying seeing him all the time). He seems tied up in worries over there being enemies out there. Like the Horned Serpent wasn’t everywhere before hand? Blah.

Little Firebrand came by, and I started watching him like a hawk. Asked Unfinished Business to do it too, in case he did anything too lewd. My cousin heard the back-and-forth, and started going on about how if we wanted to avoid guys looking, we should just get some scars. We told her the usual stuff, and then she started going on about ‘hey, it’s good that someone’s interested in either of you,’ and ‘someone has to breed.’ Oh gaia, this again. The other garou were talking about teaching - I wasn’t really listening. My cousin just kept getting moodier and moodier. Eventually, I just told Unfinished Business to deal with her.

I caught up with her after chores, and after asking why she only talks to me in English (do they not notice I don’t like it?), she told me my cousin was moody, but that she told her that when a ‘worthy’ mate came, she’d be with one. Sounds right. Except… she defined ‘worthy’ as ‘wouldn’t reject advances from a wolf person.’ I tried to very, very carefully tell her that that attitude isn’t the right one to take with kin. Both of them seem to look at Kin as little more than stud bulls. This is the problem with having none around - the younger wolfpeople stop viewing them as real people. Sigh.

Headed into the mountains, and sniffed around the next day, looking for prey (and being glad to be on four feet again). Memory came by, and we went hunting. She found some deer, and I killed the crap out of one. She got pushy - I wasn’t in a mood for her to eat all the best parts, so I made sure to mark everything I wanted as my own. Well, I was digesting, she flies up into a tree, and then takes homid - and looks nothing like she did. I think this is a stranger, pulling a trick, and so I yank her down with my telekinetic powers, and then pin her to the ground so I can read her mind, find if she was who she claimed she was. Well, she was. Then, since I had her pinned, and I was feeling pissed already, I decided to find out if she’d messed with my dreams.

God damnit. God damnit all. She did.

Hypocritical of me? Maybe. But I’m so angry with her I can barely see straight. I bitched her out for messing with the Sands of Time (which is why she is looking how she is), and barely held back my teeth from ripping into her for my dreams. Chased her off quickly. She probably figured something was up, since I snarled at her about being an idiot for going after the spirit anyhow for a good long period - longer than I should have, probably.

I’m just… I’m just so upset with her. I need to calm down before I talk to her.

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