Ouroboros Spine Be gentle little girl

With each word, Amalia's head went lower and lower, until her head was on her paws and turned slightly away. She was deeply deeply ashamed, but also deeply deeply hurt. No one was on her side, no one. They did not respect that Tulukiri had said terrible awful things since she had come to Natigvik, and yes she was a girl, but she was a mannerless girl.

Amalia had gotten reprimanded for protecting her borders. Okay fine she could take it. Then when she had tried to approach the girl with a way to talk it out. Again she was shot down and Tulukiri had showed teeth first, but Callyope had not seen that. And Amalia felt no need to reiterate such things. What was the point. It no longer mattered anymore.

More and More Amalia wondered if she even had a place here. They would expect her to do all the work, of forgiving, begging forgiveness, and she would. Until the next time, that Tulukiri had something else harsh to say, and certainly Amalia could not discredit that she was young, as she herself was. But the girl was also old enough to know better.

Amalia nodded. Her voice thick. Moon woman is aware.