10-23-2020, 12:54 AM
Medusa
Brave the waves... god, that was impossible for her now. Even walking toward the camp sent a stabbing pain into her chest.
But still, Medusa... showed up. Shaky, wary, anxious, but showed up nonetheless. She situated herself next to Vaas, where she felt safe. Even if he carried the sea, its water in his fur. A small smile graced her face at the promotion. But she felt she didn't deserve it.
She saw hurricane and drift among the crowd, drift puffing her feathers proudly and hurricane sending her a worried glance. He cared.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗