Alastor "The Phantom"
[color=gray][font='baskerville old face']Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light | And listen to the music of the night
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Alastor's guard decided it would be a good idea to bring Alastor to the main camp today, instead of the usual walk around the floating islands. His guard decided Alastor needed another chance to socialize, despite Alastor not being up to it. The Q & A session had gone rather well, expect for Alastor's moments where he was not very kind to his clanmates. The two padded into the camp, Alastor following his guard in, the guard leading the way. Eventually, the two were lead to the freshkill pile. Raising an invisible eyebrow, he watched his guard grab a piece of prey, signaling Alastor to grab one as well. His guard hoped that someone would dare walk up to Alastor, and try to start up a conversation.
Reluctantly grabbing a piece of prey, the male would sit himself away from his guard, but still in length for his guard to keep an eye on him. He wrapped his tail around his paws, as he lowered himself to take a bite of the prey he pulled out of the pile, hoping he'd be left in peace to eat.
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