"Carl! Carl!..." The white gave way to the world Carl knew. "...He's coming round, he must have pushed himself too far. It's a lot of material, maybe he overloaded his brain?"
"Ishtar..." The world fell out of Carl's mouth practically in slow-motion. "...Ishtar left a message." Carl shook of the fogginess and stood, ignoring Klaire and Kyubi as they told him to take it slowly.
"What was the message?" Kyubi asked, seeing how clearly Carl wanted to talk about it, she thought it best to just give him an opening.
"Hypocrisy mostly, telling me not to kill in anger..." Carl looked around at the bloodstains. "...Not entirely sure I want to listen, how could they do this, every fox killed just because they loved the wrong moon."
Despite how it sounded, it wasn't a question, they did it because they didn't care.
Carl knew it.
Klaire knew it.
Kyubi knew it.
