by Iri » October 14th, 2014, 2:38 am
"See? That's what I'm talking about," Chaltuu said, "if my father was wrong, why exactly have I been driven out by superstitious prides because they think my 'cursed' pelt is going to bring wreak havoc and annihilation upon them?" She took a deep breath, steadying herself. "Apparently my father wasn't wrong, because I've been treated by almost everybody like I'm someone with a contagious disease!" She huffed, lifting her chin. Her teeth were bared- not at Enzi, but in her rage.