A Black Rose Blooms

This looks like a good place to wrap it up. :P

Her ears perked up at the sound of her current home's name. Ouroboros? He was from the Spine? He must have been new then; she had not met him. "Jinx is dying, that is very certain." She said firmly. The priestess knew this type of disease, though its name escaped her. This disease will ravage her mind until she forgets who she is, and close her throat until she cannot drink a sip of water. If she doesn't blindly attack someone and get herself killed, then she will certainly die of dehydration, or starvation. Whichever comes first.

"But, if you need time to reconsider, I will allow you that." She murmured, paws ready to take her back home. "But I would like your answer soon, whether it is a yes, or a no."