ANNOUNCEMENT where to place fault is up to them

[sidra d.]

Admittedly, Sidra had been selfish. Under the excuse of mourning her family, she had been hidden away when she could've been spending her time helping those around her. She should've been doing her fair share of giving rather than only taking. Besides, her family was now dead longer than she ever knew them. At this point, she had done absolutely nothing with her life to rid herself of any memories that plagued her young mind. She felt pitiful at the realization, skulking into the meeting with a drop of guilt in her stomach. 

Her ears flipped back as arguing swelled for a moment against Montgomery. If she had been a little older and wiser, she would've seen reason behind their emotions even if she didn't necessarily agree with how they handled that now. Instead, her own guilt only made her upset with those speaking against him. Her gaze swept angrily through the crowd before snapping back to the Archon at the call to action. Sheepish to step forward at first, the tigress watched Seven first as she received her task. Then she looked toward Branwren, and after a few more moments of hesitation - like someone would direct a disappointed glare toward her if she made any move that called attention to her - she stepped forward. 

"Um, me too," she quickly threw in right after the smaller feline.