SWEET NOTHINGS - open; joining lost creature

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DELDRACH

FEMALE — JAGLIONESS — STRIKER

[div style="background-color: #1c1c18; color: #d2b25b; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 520px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Alright, that started to piss her off. This kid's ass was in the air, his nose practically sliding in the dirt beneath his muzzle and his entire body was shaking. Deldrach cleared her throat. She knew what she had to do to make this kid more comfortable- the people standing about her wouldn't like it, but she had to do it. "I said stand. That is an order. And if you know what matters to you, which should be your life, you'll do it."

When Deldrach spoke, her tone was cold and her eyes were narrowed. Her head was held high, tail lashing. Deldrach was fit back into the mold she had long abandoned when first arriving here, when her daughter died, when Primus took everything from her. The Queen was back on high.

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#psychosocial.