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Twenty-seven years later, Jesse and Cesar decide someone needs to keep an eye on the old bisaan burrow, just in case. A tag for 11.19, "The Chitters."
also on AO3
As it turns out, "retirement" is kind of a gray area. Cesar and Jesse don't pursue hunts, but when you're a hunter, when you know what's out there, the hunt finds you sometimes. When you're a hunter, you recognize that it isn't a wolf terrorizing the neighbor's cattle, and you feel compelled to do something about it. And Cesar was more dead-set on retirement than Jesse, but he's the one who figures out planting marigold and sage along the fenceline and painting a few sigils on the fenceposts will keep the bastards out. Which just proves that you can take the man out of the hunt, but you can't take the hunt out of the man.
And when the boys come along, even Cesar readily admits that he doesn't want them out there ignorant and unprotected.
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also on AO3
As it turns out, "retirement" is kind of a gray area. Cesar and Jesse don't pursue hunts, but when you're a hunter, when you know what's out there, the hunt finds you sometimes. When you're a hunter, you recognize that it isn't a wolf terrorizing the neighbor's cattle, and you feel compelled to do something about it. And Cesar was more dead-set on retirement than Jesse, but he's the one who figures out planting marigold and sage along the fenceline and painting a few sigils on the fenceposts will keep the bastards out. Which just proves that you can take the man out of the hunt, but you can't take the hunt out of the man.
And when the boys come along, even Cesar readily admits that he doesn't want them out there ignorant and unprotected.
( Read more... )
