Fox's Glade that’s just the waves slamming against the topsides’ sound
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Her words piqued Maegi's interest, and she murmured, almost to herself, "Nightstar?" She'd never met the male herself, but she'd heard Moonshadow mention him before--and who else could it be? Then again, who knew how many sisters those fiends had held captive. She hadn't seen many of them during her stay there, but they could have been hidden away somewhere, being tortured. . .

A ripple of disgust shivered through her frail body at the thought, and she glanced up at Indra, who spoke of medics. Uncertainty painted her features. "Yeah, it hurts," she admitted softly. And it stank, too, of something she didn't yet know--but would later learn to be infection. A minor one, to be sure, but still it festered.

"Why should I trust your pack?" Maegi asked matter-of-factly, hurling the same question at Indra as she had with the brown woman in the valley. There was no malice in the words; who could blame her for making inquiries. In just a few moons, her blood, her family's blood, spilled. Strangers ripping them apart. Chased temporarily from home. What evidence did Indra have to offer that she was friend, not foe?
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RE: that’s just the waves slamming against the topsides’ sound - by Maegi - April 25, 2018, 07:04 PM