Apr 15
Cold pale eyes stare blankly at the group gathering within her Ivory Pagoda.
While it was not uncommon to see the beast of deceit make copies of themself, such trickery was their nature after all; she failed to see a reason why. Why make four nearly identical copies of oneself, and why do so here? Surely, they must be here for something? Perhaps with news? Or to pull some kind of trick? How meaningless...
"What futile endeavor are you on that would necessitate splitting yourself into four, beast of deceit?" Her gaze idly wanders from jester to jester, she cannot tell which is the original.
It's good she already sent the little haetae away.
