oh, my heart, it became so hardened / open, mutation

[Margaery]

[glow=BLACK,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

She did not want their sympathy, their questions, their puzzled stares. She did not want what she perceived in her disillusioned state as their judgement. She just wanted to disappear, to escape the hunger that had all but smothered her. She needed to eat but to eat would mean to kill and she couldn't fall down that path again. She was already struggling for control, this would surely be the catalyst that threw her from her path of her so called self-righteousness. But her only other option was to die and she was all but certain that nobody here would prefer that alternative. Then what? Would could she do to fix this?

Running wasn't the answer but her muscles still tensed and she halfway turned to leave, panic flaring in her chest. Usually such a calm and collected individual, this event had triggered within her another person- one almost tempted to completely cave into the beast that it truly was. She could feel it now, straining underneath her control... control that was wavering, control that could not be held unless she had the strength to.

There was no strength without blood.

Margaery knew that much.

Still in a state of hysteria, the shaking chocolate point looked from clanmate to clanmate, not knowing what to say. She was a monster, that much must have been known, but she was about to be a dead monster if she didn't eat. [color=#b14767]"I need blood," She finally managed, though her voice was distant, a barely inaudible cry for help.

[color=#b14767]"Please... I'm sorry..."