Lion Head Mesa sakura no hana

this creature was almost more incomprehensible than jawahir themselves; their words were heavily accented with a brogue that satsu could barely translate. she took more offense to the posturing as she worked through the commentary in her head.

after, when she did finally understand the implication, she scoffed.

i am wolf, by virtue of that i am greater than you. she need not be so forthright with it, but there it was.

i am ushiyo satsu, of ushiyo-han. well, she was that, in a past life. calling upon a dead title did not alleviate satsu's low mood, as now she thought of what she had left behind and who had helped her to do so.