Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-30396618-20140312220544/@comment-7838080-20140428232756

Morela turned on Silvia, her face red with anger. She look geared up and ready to give Silvia a wicked punch. The look in her eyes all but told of the emotions rolling through her. The brown haired faunus let Deryn drop like a stone, the other girl still visibly pale.

"Don't you dare lecture me on being rash, horse-brat. It was your former comrades who nearly wiped out an entire family because our feelings got hurt, and then turned the town I lived in into a fucking hell hole!" Morela shot back, "I nearly got killed by a lynch mob all because the people you once called comrades did something 'uncalled for!'"

Morela looked ready to deck Silvia, "I still bear the scars of that madness. Madness that the White Fang created," she then brought her face centimeters from Silvia's, "So...don't lecture me on my wrongdoings, when those who've been in the White Fang have done far worse than I have."