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	.: Sylphaeabi :. Name: Sylphaeabi ID: AM132F Gender: Female Rank: Bishop Breed: Chiroptae Type: Faith Mutations: Mini Feathered Wings Accessories: Bishop's Mitre .: Death? Bah... :. Sylphaeabi lounged up in a rafter, listening to the Promise type she had just met rant about a small bat Euclides and how he had sworn to be the one to kill the demon in the end. She raised one delicately spotted brow and leaned down, hooking her wingtips on a different rafter for support. The small mini-wings attached to her cheek ridges ruffled their feathers to express her amusement. “Well isn’t that just the silliest thing I ever heard,” she said with a laugh. “You promised to kill him, did you? Now why on earth would you do that? It’s not like you’ll ever be able to keep that promise.” While the wolfish Promise looked at her in offended disbelief at her words, she resumed her comfortable seat on the rafter and laughed again. “I mean really, aren’t you supposed to keep any promises that you make, silly thing? How can you possibly hope to kill him when death is an unreality?” He opened his mouth to respond, but she forestalled him with a raised wing and a short ‘tut-tut’ sound. “Oh, I know what you’re going to say. ‘We’ve been killing Euclide for years now.’ Yes, I’ve heard all of that before. There’s no such thing as death, though. There’s life, and then there’s another life. You jump from one to the other. You never really end the spirit, and the body isn’t the creature themselves, so vowing to ‘kill’ someone is completely and utterly pointless. It won’t lead you anywhere but frustration.” Having no response for this kind of talk, the other Amuni looked at her for a moment more before just turning around and walking away. She shrugged her shoulders and resettled herself to continue her nap. Silly pup. Hadn’t his mother taught him anything? Credit for this amazing drabble goes to Jenn the All-Amazing. :3