SHE SPUTTERS PISTOL SHOTS / o, public humiliation

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✩[b][i] - No one can rewrite the stars, how can you say you'll be mine?

[div style="height: 200px; width: 350px; padding: 0px; font-family: arial; color: #292421; font-size: 10px; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify;"]A form of public humiliation, the dragoness wasn't going to join in on this game nor would she ever in the future. She saw no point in torturing without cause or a true purpose, she supposed that this was just Beck's way of making an example of Luna for trespassing in Tanglewood territory. She wouldn't join in on the act even if it was her that had taken the body to camp like Beck had ordered. Even if she had taken the order it didn't necessarily apply that she would take any other orders that went against her own morality, her ears perked swiveling forward as she took a seat near Belladonna frowning a bit at the display yet not being able to summon words from her narrow muzzle. She saw no point in uttering a single verse nor word, there wasn't a point and well, she wasn't sure if anyone else would actually take a hit aside from Beck himself. It was child's play and the Goddess knew better than to intervene in the affairs of man or these people for that matter, her people. She swallowed a bit flicking one of her ears to swat away a fly and her pupils narrowed slowly a snort escaping her. She was clearly not amused at all by this display.

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