AMALIA
She wants the silence but fears the solitude
She wants to be alone and together with you
Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snowAmalia, too, crouches down- not the most mandatory act given her inherent camoflague with this climate, but a natural instinct nonetheless. If they're anything like the one we saw in the cave it won't be much of a fight, the Shield points out, shuddering to remember the ease with which Sunjata tore out the man's throat.
How does she want to handle this? The leopardess sighs, ears flickering on her head. Honestly... I don't know. I suppose I want to be sure they can't be reasoned with... Can't be saved. But if you and Morgan say they are beyond rescue... She trails off, looking at the village again.
What makes people like that? Causes them to... To go so wrong?
How does she want to handle this? The leopardess sighs, ears flickering on her head. Honestly... I don't know. I suppose I want to be sure they can't be reasoned with... Can't be saved. But if you and Morgan say they are beyond rescue... She trails off, looking at the village again.
What makes people like that? Causes them to... To go so wrong?
