Herbalists' Cache Pheonix

Could it be that she was not alone in the face of new tragedies?

Her neck lifted, looking over his face and legs, listening, and more than that, feeling the imagery of an invaded land. "That is a terrible fate." Guilty that in many ways, she knew the reasons for taking a pack at its weakest point. Tactical– and was this the aftermath? "I'm sorry."

"I know what its like." 

On the other side, but her heart ached for him, for them.

"And I know what it is like to be under someone for no reason other than to live. It was me once, when I had a choice. ..Long ago. But how?" She questioned. "How? How could I be free?" It was not possible.