a lion-hearted girl
Fangorn waved back, but all the merriment had faded for something far more rancorous and embittered. Her eyes trailed downwards again, the anger building up in her fists, clenching, unclenching, until the reality sunk in further. Kamaria Attuning and out of her mother’s protective shield. Sunjata bartering only for Nate, and no one else. Not his children, adopted or blood related. And she’d certainly never been a thought – not that she wanted to be. Capable of fending for herself, and had been from an early age. It didn’t stop the hurt for everyone else though. “I don’t -,” and she paused there for a second, choking back a thousand oaths, curses, and the multitudes of raw fury thundering in her heart. “I don’t understand him sometimes.” Or often, lately. “Gods, he pisses me off.”And though she cherished Nate, and held a soft spot for all her kin, even the stupid Flood, she couldn’t quite fathom the reaches and pedestals he viewed. The alterations he made in everything, for one singular person. Maybe she’d just never experienced that kind of love. Maybe she didn’t want to. “I asked him if he thought the Voice would even agree to that. He didn’t know.” All things seemingly done on whims and extremes. On hope; as if it had ever come to fruition for him.
She turned back to Ronin though, with her irate gaze, not for him, but for everything else tumbling around. “Well, thank you for that too. Let me know if you want help or something.”
ready for a fight
MELITA
