Hushed Willows And I hope that you'll remember me,

"You think one morning will change anything?" She scoffed at the Queen's attempt to calm down- the usual. However, she was of fire and ember, the rage was neverending. She still held the endless grudge against The Saints, so why would she back down on this, "I was gone for a few days. Thinking about this y'know."

It was laughable, and she did laugh, "no," The wolf said, "I think we are done here." Talking was not her fortune, and was not something that would simply change in a matter of seconds, minutes or even days. She felt hardened, and resolved, despite a heavy rain that swelled within.

With that being said, and a heavy heart to her feiry heart, she was.. Done. With it all, and ready to set out. Somewhere, not with the fairies, and somewhere, she can strive to be something she so desired to be.