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This is actually one amazing thread.

As she was getting ready to leave, rubbing her face on her own fur to get rid of tears and then turning, a force greater than her stopped her. Some could call it doubt, but she preferred "a chance". She would never have the chance to speak with Judas again after this. He was part of Moonspear, and Malice doubted Ame and/or Charon would let her in, however nice they seemed. She barely knew where it was located, except that it was on the other side of the mountains. She gritted her teeth as she battled herself. He didn't recognize her. Or perhaps he wanted to forget her. She wouldn't blame him for that, she had been a terrible friend. This was both her chance to speak with him and to flee, and she honestly didn't know what would be the best for the both of them.

Fleeing had caused trouble before though... It almost seemed she was fleeing from anything but Burke and her family. First it was Lucifer Peak, then Moonlit Hills and then again the clutches of the Dark Brotherhood. It had all been for good reasons, sort of, but what reason did she have now- besides fucking up Judas' life again? It was a shot she was willing to take if it meant she was able to apologize. Sorry Burke...

She stepped out of the shadows in which she had been hiding, facing her former friend and a somewhat friendly female. There was almost no expression on her face as she stared at the pair so close together. Had he found his own reason? His own spark of hope- his love? She blinked and tried to swallow down the hairball of fear in her throat. I know where you're from alright... She murmured loud enough to be heard. Good to see you again, Judas... She lied as she cast her gaze down, head tipped to one side to show her scar- however subconsciously.