01-08-2021, 08:14 PM
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''If she was so wholly against it then she should have done something about it. Spoken up against the actions but then again this one is not just going to trust anything she says. The masses follow their leader's law, she followed and she knows the consequences of what happened because of it.'' The woman had little reason to believe she was dead for seven days. Only to come back to life and plead innocence, one individual could have sparked something and they could have questioned the choices, the decision. But there was nothing but placated silence as Stryker tore into Tanglewood, as they stole their food and watched. She turned her head suddenly to the side as her words came to her and she wanted to snap her jaws. ''We did not become desperate enough to allow a tyrant to take over lands that did not belong to him. Nor turn on our own. We had to fight for our freedom. We had to hold on to our hope as Palm Glades watched.'' Calm was the last thing that was on her mind but she did not breach the border, she did not sink her claws into the hybrid and toss her away. In her heart, she felt as if she deserved it but she simply tilted her head as she listened to her. Belief was a hard thing to give, trust was even more hard to give when it was broken. She had seen them come in, seen them do as they did. So why should she give them trust at all.
She spoke of if she had been present she would have stopped them and she held her tongue. Watching her with narrowed eyes, blue gaze guarded but a blinding anger still rising in them. Her eyes almost seemed to morph shape, the pupils wavering and narrowing before they held their rounded shape. It was only when she heard Arrow's voice that she finally took her gaze off of the Glades member and looked to the ghost. It took her longer still to form words, to quell what she wanted to say and when she did she pulled her ears back. Asking what they did made things come back, the ground began to smolder, smoke wafting up into the air and she sighed sharply. ''This one is from Palm Glades. They sided with Stryker, they came here to hunt on Tanglewood lands, steal our prey and attacked Salvia while we were forced into his rule. She pleads innocence of involvement...with this basket. She does not care, this basket fixes nothing. She should go.'' And that was all she wanted to say on the matter, everything was still fresh, the pain, the mental instability. Everything hurt and they had helped to process that.
''If she was so wholly against it then she should have done something about it. Spoken up against the actions but then again this one is not just going to trust anything she says. The masses follow their leader's law, she followed and she knows the consequences of what happened because of it.'' The woman had little reason to believe she was dead for seven days. Only to come back to life and plead innocence, one individual could have sparked something and they could have questioned the choices, the decision. But there was nothing but placated silence as Stryker tore into Tanglewood, as they stole their food and watched. She turned her head suddenly to the side as her words came to her and she wanted to snap her jaws. ''We did not become desperate enough to allow a tyrant to take over lands that did not belong to him. Nor turn on our own. We had to fight for our freedom. We had to hold on to our hope as Palm Glades watched.'' Calm was the last thing that was on her mind but she did not breach the border, she did not sink her claws into the hybrid and toss her away. In her heart, she felt as if she deserved it but she simply tilted her head as she listened to her. Belief was a hard thing to give, trust was even more hard to give when it was broken. She had seen them come in, seen them do as they did. So why should she give them trust at all.
She spoke of if she had been present she would have stopped them and she held her tongue. Watching her with narrowed eyes, blue gaze guarded but a blinding anger still rising in them. Her eyes almost seemed to morph shape, the pupils wavering and narrowing before they held their rounded shape. It was only when she heard Arrow's voice that she finally took her gaze off of the Glades member and looked to the ghost. It took her longer still to form words, to quell what she wanted to say and when she did she pulled her ears back. Asking what they did made things come back, the ground began to smolder, smoke wafting up into the air and she sighed sharply. ''This one is from Palm Glades. They sided with Stryker, they came here to hunt on Tanglewood lands, steal our prey and attacked Salvia while we were forced into his rule. She pleads innocence of involvement...with this basket. She does not care, this basket fixes nothing. She should go.'' And that was all she wanted to say on the matter, everything was still fresh, the pain, the mental instability. Everything hurt and they had helped to process that.