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That voice. Salt in the wind. The petite deer-fox faltered where she stood, ears pinned against her skull. That voice. That pirate. Didn't belong here. Shouldn't be here. She didn't want her here.
Hazel hues flickered, thinking of first to find her father, when she saw a brief engagement of sparking light. With little other thought, Aine bounded over to the scene, off-balance but determined no matter her leg's broken state. An unusual anger flared in her chest as she reached Sweeny, seeking signs of immediate injury. Every time the pirate captain came to their desert, nothing but destruction followed.
She was scared. She was tired. She was angry and bitter.
For the fire. For the forest. For Kydobi.
Aine grit her teeth, "go away." You're not in charge here.
[/td][/tr][/table]Hazel hues flickered, thinking of first to find her father, when she saw a brief engagement of sparking light. With little other thought, Aine bounded over to the scene, off-balance but determined no matter her leg's broken state. An unusual anger flared in her chest as she reached Sweeny, seeking signs of immediate injury. Every time the pirate captain came to their desert, nothing but destruction followed.
She was scared. She was tired. She was angry and bitter.
For the fire. For the forest. For Kydobi.
Aine grit her teeth, "go away." You're not in charge here.
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