Settle for a Ghost - O; Glades Visit

[SirDio]

MEDUSA, THE FIRESTARTER

Power was hidden under a cautious gaze and quiet paws, rudimentary basket filled with herbs and some prey items - a meek excuse for repayment. She hadn't been here when Stryker opened Tanglewood's borders to her people. She wasn't there to stop Quasar. She wasn't there to stop her friends. She had been dead, probably. Or struggling to cope with near-death. Either way, the stories she heard disgusted her, horrified her. How Palm Glades had managed this far will always surprise her.

Stopping before the border, she dropped the basket and looked out into the woods. A deep breath drew from the leopardess/snake and she held her head high. "Tanglewood - I have not been here since I confronted a tyrant. Since then she has died, unfortunately not by my hand. But I have heard of what has happened. I've heard of the wrongs my group has done out of desperation." She winced, lips peeling back in a grimace. "I've been unable to try and visit sooner. I bring with me gifts, in hopes in starting a mending between Tanglewood and The Palm Glades. If I am unwelcome and you demand my leave, I will leave without bloodshed. Your anger toward my group is understandable." She coiled her tail around her body and waited with baited breath.

I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR AN ANSWER BUT I AIN'T FOUND ONE,
I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN!

— Reggan