if you throw me to the wolves
Delah merely smirked. "You are too old to believe such fairy-tale naivities." The warchief said with a raised brow. Humans aged differently than the fae did, but Melita looked like no mere babby. "Trying is not all that matters. Certainly not with the gods of this place."
Undaunted by Melita's efforts, Delah's eyes remained slightly narrowed, haughty with superiority. "Your world is boring. Brown, nearly lifeless. Now that your barrier has been lifted, what do you do? You seek out something else. Why? Because you are all boring. You look for someone else to fulfill you. Our woods. Our gods." Delah shrugged with disdain.
"Not just somewhere you don't belong. Not even where you need to be." The jaguar continued with a pointed look around as if to remind Melita that she'd not find the sap she sought in this place.
Undaunted by Melita's efforts, Delah's eyes remained slightly narrowed, haughty with superiority. "Your world is boring. Brown, nearly lifeless. Now that your barrier has been lifted, what do you do? You seek out something else. Why? Because you are all boring. You look for someone else to fulfill you. Our woods. Our gods." Delah shrugged with disdain.
"Not just somewhere you don't belong. Not even where you need to be." The jaguar continued with a pointed look around as if to remind Melita that she'd not find the sap she sought in this place.
i'll come back leading the pack
