Respite . the dust settles

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr %u2014 tanglewood %u2014 three years

Battles were battles. To the war torn king cheetah they were something that should be remembered for the sake of those that had not been able to return. For the mistakes that had been made to allow for an event to even take place. She was sure that someone would agree with her stance. Perhaps. But these days the carnage and blood did not phase her as much as it should have. Her heated form was there, watching from the shadows of trees. The glow of her figure easily noticed as she was not able to control what this was doing to her. It was something foreign and she hated the whispers she picked up at night. The taunting. Shaking her head she took a deep breath in and decided to approach. Nothing she wore today no paint or skulls. No beads to make her approach even ore noticable. She was stark naked in her figure and she head lifted up a bit.

Her eyes slipped to Aurum and the wondered about approaching him on her troubles. But her jaws did not move and instead she looked to the kitten. She too wondered why the child was there. "Um...her name is Elsweyr. She appreciates meeting her this day." It was all that she could manage right now as she slowly sat down, voice worn but gentle nonetheless.