Herbalists' Cache Let It Go

Oh. Her dark sister thought this was funny now, did she? Citali scowled at her, turning pointed eyes towards the wolf as she wondered if her dead amazon sister had it out for her. Not physically of course, but in jest as the wolf poked at her own stubbornness and pride. There was great reason for her dislike and distaste in males far beyond the ideals the Amazons had engrained upon her. She could not shake at instinct. Would not.

"Well there would never be any reason for it, so why bother?" She needed another colony of women. Perhaps a convent. She could shut herself away from the world live in absolute blissful ignorance of everything around her. "And that would be silly," she said sharply. "What use would you be without a paw?" Her sister's taunts completely escaped her.