Vivrynn sat at the far end of the table. Some of his ‘colleagues’ unveil their true forms, some of which would've elicited quite the varying degree of reactions from the humans if they were ever to see them. When their disguises were first introduced to them he'd admit he was hesitant. It was one thing to blend into your surroundings but Vivrynn still felt like himself when doing so.
Whoever that is…Vivrynn sighed.
He pressed and slided one of the glowing panels to show five still figures at the center of the table. It was the rangers. Those who came before them to be more precise.
“Humans have a saying… no news is good news…” Vivrynn started. His own human projection fading and sprouting Large ears and a lush tail that cushioned his seat.
“Our… disappearance… may have caused enough of a stir to delay their plans. We don't need the humans. We play our roles right and we might be able to survive on their past merits alone.” His eyes switching between the rangers of old and them now.
They wouldn't have wanted the people of this world to fight. He thought.
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