Starglow Basin bruja,

Than he was owed? This violent, angry, monster? He was owed nothing! Eset should have ordered his death! Rage blazes, the hebsut longs to amend this mistake with her teeth!

Eyes rip away from the hateful blue of the woman. She edges close to Qiao; two paws overlapping and marred. They had to take their chances, there was no other choice! But then the older woman was muttering and Eset recognizes that remorseless face.

“What are you saying?” She hisses, mouth dry, aching. “I’m not gonna do that. We’re getting out here,” the words crack. Past Qiao’s shoulder she sees the mouth of light. They could run— they had to run.

But even as she thinks it, Eset knows… there is no escaping this.

There’s no escape.

Tears stand out in her eyes. She looks again to the hemet and feels them collapse down her cheeks, onto their feet.

“I wont.” I can't.