Moonspear And into the fire we go

last post for me unless you guys want to stop her!

The dark female didn't answer her question. Instead, she hypothesized about what Charon would do if the situation arose and encouraged her to seek him out. In that moment, Liffey was quite certain that she would do just that. Charon was her friend; She could trust him to be honest with her where she could not trust the woman before her or her sisters. And once again, she was struck by the fact that they were the entire problem here. If she could somehow just bury the hatchet between her and them, then everything would be alright and she could make a life here for herself. But then all of their wrongdoings flashed through her mind and she once again couldn't see her way through this. For all the care they had given to Gannet and to Rannoch, they had given her none.

And seriously, why was everyone just okay with the fact that they had crippled Gannet for life. Speaking of which...

Liffey looked at her friend as he spoke words that felt like knives in her heart. He was trying to reassure her, but it just bothered her more. She reasoned that she had no right to tell Gannet how or how not to feel. She was bothered by the fact that they had taken his freedom, and to insist he be angry about it was just another way of doing just that. If he was happy, then that should be all that mattered. And maybe that was the problem - she wanted to be happy too. She wanted to accept what had happened and let go of her bitterness. She wanted them to accept her as they had Gannet. She wanted them to like her. But they wouldn't.

She felt hopeless again. With a great deal of effort, she gave Gannet something akin to a smile. "Well then I'm glad for you," she said in earnest. She did want him to be happy. And while him being happy didn't necessarily alleviate her fears for his safety, it was a step.

She looked at her paws briefly before glancing between the two of them, nodding to them both. "If you'll excuse me.." Liffey said softly, standing to go. She needed time to think on her own, and she simply couldn't stand being there anymore.