Destra sat in Straga's kitchen. The clan for the most part was calm... or at least as calm as his clan would be. He and Straga needed to have a talk. But first and more immediately, he and Ferret needed to have a talk. The outburst in the community center was proof enough of that. Straga was actually looking for a home for the ferret that Ferret had brought home. He was not fond of animals in his house. There was a third option available, should it be taken. Destra meanwhile couldn't shake off the vague hints of suspicion that Ferret was just up to... stuff. To a degree he understood her point, but it went both ways. Destra also wasn't having another meltdown in public.
He'd sit and wait, inevitably she would come in.
@Goblin
He'd sit and wait, inevitably she would come in.
@Goblin
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