- Jun 2, 2024
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In the wake of the invasion, Dazzlekit feels... Well, she feels something, certainly. Sad, horrified, and afraid. The first death she'd witnessed and could remember. And the sensation of heat did not make her feel any more secure.
Blue eyes gaze at the opening of the nursery and she takes in a small breath. "...What if I go out there and... and something happens?" she murmurs quietly to herself, nervous. "What if..."
In an ideal world, everyone would be happy. Nobody would die. Everyone would stay safe. But such an ideal world could never be. She has known that since she was little, the lingering burns on her paws evidence of that. She tries not to weep, tries not to cry out, tries not to just curl up and hide. But she can't stop the shaking of her legs as she stares, trying to decide if she should venture out into camp or stay inside the nursery.
Blue eyes gaze at the opening of the nursery and she takes in a small breath. "...What if I go out there and... and something happens?" she murmurs quietly to herself, nervous. "What if..."
In an ideal world, everyone would be happy. Nobody would die. Everyone would stay safe. But such an ideal world could never be. She has known that since she was little, the lingering burns on her paws evidence of that. She tries not to weep, tries not to cry out, tries not to just curl up and hide. But she can't stop the shaking of her legs as she stares, trying to decide if she should venture out into camp or stay inside the nursery.
"Speech"
FOR NOW, PLEASE, LET ME HAVE MY OWN DREAMS