Hoshor Plains I'm in the de-details with the devil

Mm. I Guess it really doesn't. Envy's gaze finds the ground, forlorn and rattled with uncertainty. She had not offered him a secret in turn; so it was not to be expected that he'd actually answer her query- much as she longed to know. Times like these she wished she could open his brain up and pick around.

The past was best kept right where it was. She had not been forthcoming, either.

...I worry that I will do something... wrong. Abruptly, she says through a shaking voice. She was always told to keep her distance from the young, lest the vile urges destroy or worse yet- corrupt; but Envy did not know this true deep-seeded meaning that caused her limbs to shudder and the hair on her neck to stand on end.

She misunderstood herself the same as others misunderstood her. Looked from outside at this terrible creature that was her; and saw nothing but the potential for disaster. She knew well that she had a propensity to destroy when she was restless, unfulfilled, or otherwise scorned.

Perhaps it was their dwindling numbers, or the impending difficulty of the winter months; but security in body and in mind was at an all time low for the wretch.

She was not insane but oftentimes she felt like there was no other definition for her condition. She scratched at pearly forelimbs and let her tail restlessly sway from one side to another. I think.. I'm going to leave.. She'd say, even though the very thought of it terrified her.