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"You want the real issue, doc? The silence . The Master used to whistle. Used to rattle our chains when we did good. Now he just stares into the Abyss. I think he’s depressed."
"Scared." (Gnash and Vex both snap their jaws toward Howl) "What? I said it. I'm scared. If the Master loses his fire… do we just… fade? Turn into stray metaphors for bad decisions?"
"Alright, Rustjaw. Let’s begin. On a scale from ‘smoldering ember’ to ‘total soul-meltdown,’ how are you feeling today?" Hellhound Therapy Session -Berz1337-
"And how does that make you feel ? As a pack unit."
(simultaneously, in a low, trembling growl) "The bone of a screaming prophet, buried under a weeping mountain, eaten hot." "You want the real issue, doc
"It is. That'll be three brimstone tokens. Next patient is a banshee with imposter syndrome. She thinks her wails aren't 'piercing enough.'"
"...That's surprisingly wholesome. Have you considered a hobby? Knitting with barbed wire? Competitive howling?" Used to rattle our chains when we did good
(leans forward, eyes flickering like dying coals) "Then you do what every hound does when the hunt goes cold, Rustjaw. You howl at the moon until the moon howls back. And then? You chase it. "