Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7974155-20140828132051/@comment-5490216-20140911140207

Yadira was too surprised and angry at Saffron to make a sound as she was forced to her knees with Saffron's pulling of her scarf. Now her second set of ears were revealed, as well as her short black hair and pale face, which grew into a light shade of red as her blood pumped and her head was bowed low.

She knew he was right. She knew Fredja was doing all she could to protect people from him. But for some reason, it was nowhere near enough for her. For some reason, she had a burning desire to break the evils done to him so he would no longer have to fear walking outside with the risk of killing innocents. Was it because deep down she truly cared for him that much?

Shakily, Yadira stood up and cleared her hair from her face and looked directly at Saffron with her head held high, trying hard to maintain a respectable and calm demeanor though she was close to bursting out crying again.

"Then I won't hide my 'damn face' from you," she said bitterly. "Now get out. You know where you left your shoes and gauntlets."