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❗WARNING: Exhibiting fear immediately directed at this character can lead to possible harm. Tread carefully.❗
Tsuyu had done her time outside of the clan, and the wounds that Dante had given her were still scars that remained. The woman had learned to temper her attitude, to control the anger- for the most part.
She was thankful enough when Silent came forward and welcomed her with the promise of a blooding. It must be some type of ceremony, she assumed. One that enabled her to be apart of the group properly.
"No, I can see the group is no longer the same, ribbit.. But it seems old ghosts like to stay and haunt it."
Tsuyu watched as Dante arrived, cold and dark eyes glaring at the man.
"Dabi laid his hands on me in disgusting ways. He deserved to die, Stryker was the one who took things too far. I was a child being led by another child. Did you expect me not to lash out at him when he wouldn't let me get a word in edge-wise about why I killed Dabi?"
The woman could feel the bubbling anger, long tongue dipping past her lips to swipe at her cheek. A low croak left the hybrid, mispositioned hips groaning with use- she had been still for too long. Stryker had destroyed her livelihood when he took away her ability to hop properly.
"I've changed. I've done a lot of growing up these past months, Dante. You don't have to believe me, but if I have to fight to prove myself, I will, ribbit."
The aggression she could smell from a small infant made her narrow her eyes at the child, before rolling them- that made a child strong, but naive. Tsuyu used to be that way, she could understand.
"There was no rule on killing clanmates at the time, and what I did back then was in self defense. Stryker wanted an audience, wanted to put on a show, and he got one."
Tsuyu had done her time outside of the clan, and the wounds that Dante had given her were still scars that remained. The woman had learned to temper her attitude, to control the anger- for the most part.
She was thankful enough when Silent came forward and welcomed her with the promise of a blooding. It must be some type of ceremony, she assumed. One that enabled her to be apart of the group properly.
"No, I can see the group is no longer the same, ribbit.. But it seems old ghosts like to stay and haunt it."
Tsuyu watched as Dante arrived, cold and dark eyes glaring at the man.
"Dabi laid his hands on me in disgusting ways. He deserved to die, Stryker was the one who took things too far. I was a child being led by another child. Did you expect me not to lash out at him when he wouldn't let me get a word in edge-wise about why I killed Dabi?"
The woman could feel the bubbling anger, long tongue dipping past her lips to swipe at her cheek. A low croak left the hybrid, mispositioned hips groaning with use- she had been still for too long. Stryker had destroyed her livelihood when he took away her ability to hop properly.
"I've changed. I've done a lot of growing up these past months, Dante. You don't have to believe me, but if I have to fight to prove myself, I will, ribbit."
The aggression she could smell from a small infant made her narrow her eyes at the child, before rolling them- that made a child strong, but naive. Tsuyu used to be that way, she could understand.
"There was no rule on killing clanmates at the time, and what I did back then was in self defense. Stryker wanted an audience, wanted to put on a show, and he got one."
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