Phoenix Maplewood entschlossen

he was right to be suspicious, at least judging by her past actions. in truth, their meeting had been strictly coincidental. would she have known sagtannet had put down roots this far east she would’ve went a longer way to get back into the wilds. had she known she would find mahler in the maplewood she would have went the long way ‘round. it wasn’t confrontation praimfaya feared …at least not confronting those she made enemies of herself.

rather, it was fear of confronting her own faults and mistakes.

her own demons were harder to face than enemies ( or wolves she thought she had turned into enemies ).

she would rather face a thousand donovans than admit her own failings; but that was largely her pride lashing out. was he asking about this territory and area specifically? or on a scale more grand? she wanted donovan dead. she wanted the saints gone from these wilds. she wanted to stake her claim here again and not have it sink like a ship doomed for the bottom of the cold harsh sea.

i didn’t know i would find sagtannet here. that was the truth. i wasn’t seeking you out intentionally. and while both of them could’ve kept going… neither of them had. i want what i have always wanted, mahler. i want donovan to pay for his stacking crimes. i want the saints gone from these wilds. i want to lead. in this, praimfaya is true to herself and truthful with mahler. nothing has changed.

but, she draws in a breath. you are right. i need guidance. i need to be taught control.