by Dark Huntress » October 24th, 2012, 7:24 am
"You don't have to protect us." Bianka read Hiroshima's mind,"There's a reason we are here." She looked at her grey toed paws. She back up at him, blue green eyes shining."We need a leader, not a protector. We need someone to unite us, to help us smooth out the wrinkles. Between us and others, but, first, you have to swallow your pride and smooth out your own." Bianka stood and strode towards Dixon, intending to apologize.