Wapun Meadow through it all

He stumbled over word after word, lies pouring from his mouth like an uncontrollable waterfall. Laurel would have none of it, for she needed someone to have done this. Someone tangible, someone that she could hurt back. She was done with being hurt by the world, done with being kicked around as if she didn't matter. She needed someone to blame, she needed it to be someone's fault. And he was here. He was here, coincidentally, easily, stammering words and being the perfect scapegoat. Laurel didn't think she needed comfort -- she just needed someone's throat to tear out of their body. Preferably someone who wouldn't fight back too harshly, for she had never been a strong physical fighter.

Somehow the words he spoke hurt even more, for they were not only a reminder that he cared more about Indra than about Laurel -- he'd never returned for her, never for her, always the prettier, better, sweeter sister -- and a stark reminder that she was dead with every mention of her name. How could you! Laurel screamed loudly at him, her body shaking as she took a dangerous step towards him, tail flagging above her back and head erect.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHH! she screamed at the top of her lungs as she lunged towards Xan, but by the time she reached him she had no strength left. All she could do was fall into him - body shaking - teeth bared against his fur but doing no damage - her body slumped against his side as all strength left her. She was tired. So tired. She didn't know if she could go on any longer. She wanted to kill Xan, but all power to do so left her as she whispered into his fur: I hate you.