Ouroboros Spine Broken, bloody, misplaced

Amalia allowed the matriarch to clean up much of the mess that was upon her. Through gritted teeth and heaving breaths she tried to speak.

I was, was marmarking borders. Came across Tulu, Tulu tulukiri. I tried to speak with her, she hu hu huffed at me and turned away. So I qqqquestioned it.

Amalia curled and ear downward and sucked in another breath. Snot mingling upon her fur. The sting painful.

It, it dissolved from there. I was trying to tell her that she makes us feel inferior because she, she looks down on us. Which she admitted, she did, but then she said that we were all trash, that we meant nothing. That we were shameful.

Amalia teetered for a moment. She bared her teeth I bared mine and she attacked me first. But I probably would have attacked her as well. It is now a mess and I drew blood from a child.

Amalia hiccoughed harder. Her breathing coming in rattling gasps as she dissolved again into tears. Her shame paramount.