It probably wouldn't be much of a surprise to those who had seen Thea leave, for her to come back at the end of the day, bloodied and bruised, and reeking of the Pitt, clumsily landing on the beach of the Ascendents, her paw kept tucked close to her chest as she did so. The agony from a few hours ago had become more of a very painful throbbing, teetering on the edge of unbearable each time it was jostled, as the delicate bones that had been broken shifted this way and that with every movement she made.

The scent of the warbound group mixed with Thea's was probably going to attract somebody soon, but she was far too busy trying to grasp what happened, the little voices and their words clashing with her beliefs once again.

LEAVE. We aren't finished with our toy. Toy? Was that all she was? A toy? No, these voices were her friends. Thea must've misheard. After all, they were what led her to become strong, to try her hardest to condemn Bucky to a life of misery and suffering. They wouldn't do that to her. Yet the words from earlier nagged at Thea, who finally folded in the wings on her back, choosing not to focus on such unnecessary thoughts for now, and calling, "Hey, guys! I'm back! Uh, anybody know where Peri or Moon are? 'Cause I think I need their help." She probably looked unfamiliar in this body, but she was a bit worried that if she shifted back to her leopard form, that it would mess up her paw more, as she knew well enough most, if not all, of her injuries and scars carried over from body to body.

//injuries: Broken paw and minor shoulder injury with a couple of bruises and cuts

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Thea offered Imperia a grin as she approached, the young Fireball hobbling forward a few more feet before stopping, the wings she had been using to carefully balance herself to avoid falling over now folding in, the pale gold ends of her wings now folding, a few of the feathers having been ripped out, but otherwise, they had been fine. Thank goodness. Otherwise she would've had a more difficult time getting home.

The young dragon winced as she held out the broken paw, the pain that had dulled shooting through her front leg, as sharp as it had been before. "Yeah, I don't mind. I'm fine." Smile, it'll be alright. It had been awhile since she'd actually thought of that, actually, since smiling was now almost a second nature to Thea, a bit like breathing or blinking.

Pupiless eyes settle on Imperia for a few moments, tempted to ask if she thought that Thea was a toy, but chose not to. It was obvious Thea was simply mishearing things from her friends. "I tried to get Oni back, though. Since the Pitt took him." 'Cause why let them kill him when I could? And in a fair fight, too.

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