Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140301210623/@comment-7838080-20140715191550

Aria turned her head, and saw Deryn walking forward, having heard what Amet had just said. The falcon felt a pang of guilt for treating him the way she had been treating him, and the words had struck a chord in her.

At last...someone who gets my pain...and doesn't just sympathize with me just make me feel better.

"I know what it's like to lose those you've cared about as well," she said softly, "And you're right...I saw things that no teenager should ever have to see while they're growing up, and have a lot of blood on my hands. But...I might as well say it here and now."

Deryn took a deep breath, bracing herself from the backlash that would come from what she was about to admit.

"I was...once a member of the White Fang," she said, "When I turned 13, I thought I was still defending my kind from persecution. All we became were thugs with a cause."

And, despite herself, the girl removed her mask and wept bitterly.