Ouroboros Spine the reflection's always mine

cerulean had done no wrong.  she had no hand in the desecration her sisters had wrought, and had come to the borders with intentions of peace.  moonglow's leaders were on the verge of ruining it — and what was worse, she understood why.

i didn't do anything, she hissed, reeling backwards.  don't punish me for the actions of another.  her mouth twisted in a mixture of hatred and shame.  she didn't even smell like her sisters, but she looked enough like them that she wasn't sure she could talk her way out of this mess.


if these wolves were to show any indication of violence, she would turn to flee.  this wasn't worth it.