IN THE WAKE OF SATURDAY ; open, ooc prompt

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]So much had happened over the course of a few days. She had been transformed into a polar bear. The bond between she and her wife was reborn. She had gotten into a verbal argument with Roy and Maes in front of all of the Ascendants.

What else?

Oh, yeah! She finally came clean about her past and her identity to everyone. Wow, that had been one of her greatest fuck-ups, hadn't it? Out on patrol only to slip on rocks and mess her locket up. Pictures of her family and wife took to the wind. Her secret was out before she could even process what had happened.

Would she do reverse things if she could? Truthfully, no. For so long, the guilt had been eating her from the inside out. Despite disliking coming clean to everyone, it did make her feel lighter than before. And she supposed the fact that everyone still loved and accepted her helped.

These thoughts swirled around in her head as she sat in the Observatory, looking at her locket. She had fixed it with the help of Hazel. A deep scratch decorated the back of the heart-shaped piece of jewelry (somewhat ironic given everyone she'd been through with her wife), but it was okay. The most important thing was that she had salvaged her most prized possession.