Herbalists' Cache Let It Go

Tell us how you really feel, Nocta.

In a way, she was furious and had been ever since her 'talk' with Tyrr. It had truly been like talking at a brick wall for all the good it had done anyone. He had insulted her intelligence and her loyalty, which had been a moot point in the first place because he was not the wolf she had been charged to Guard, nor the wolf that she and Citali had set out to find, traveling far and wide to locate him. Like hell she wasn't loyal or she would not have tracked him endlessly.

Ugh. For once in her life, Nochtli found herself despising someone. It was a coincidence that it was a male but it made her ideals waver all the same. Not completely shift, but waver, her thoughts stirring around in that mind of hers. It was a sad thing that she had so little now, labeled a traitor by the true traitor, Tezcacoatl's murderer. But though she had initially felt the man had taken everything from her, she knew now that was not true.

Her voice rose, seeking her friend. @Citali, she knew, did not like Tyrr or respect him. She took every chance given to drag his name through the mud and now, Nochtli found herself agreeing with the Medic's opinion of him. He was a shit wolf, and a shit leader, trying to put together a shit pack. Yeah, she was done with his ridiculousness.