Shadewood And We Meet Again

Laika continued to force herself to calm down, noticing Mella's uncertainty. She took long, shuttering breaths and finally, her hackles lowered and her ears returned to their normal position. Her eyes still flared with a faint hint of hatred, but it was no longer overwelming. She glanced at Mella as the brown woman described her own situation. To Laika, it was a whole lot better than having parents that you know hate your ass and are still out there for sure. But, she didn't say this out loud. Some things were just better kept in the dark.

"I'm sorry," She murmured after taking yet another long breath. She had finally calmed all the way down and had returned to her regular self. "Forgive me for that outburst. My past causes me great pain." She then added, just for good measure. She felt bad for exploding in front of her friend, who in no way was responsible for her past. In fact, there was no one to blame really for the course of events. Laika wished there was someone, so she could rip their throat out and make sure no one finds their body. She scolded herself for thinking such and thing and cleared her mind of the disturbing thoughts, focusing on Mella.