Blackwater Islands driftwood

I don't want to live anymore, Maegi rejoined, shaking her head. Her voice broke on a sob, and she pressed her muzzle into the sea-slick rocks. I've lost everything. My mate, my children, my home. I can't go on.

She was shivering, violently so, from the cold and damp, and perhaps if she just let herself slip away. . .

"Ha! Sorry. Not an option, my little lady."

Tell me who you are, she said, words muffled. She turned tear-filled eyes, now brimming with anger, upon the shadow. Tell me who in gods' name you are to make this choice for me.

A merciful woman would let her die. But she knew that in the other's paws, she would fight for someone weak and helpless at her doorstep. It made sense, but—

LET ME DIE!

"Quiet, you miserable fool."