The meeting was going so well until it eventually came to an end, when she remembered why she had been feeling overwrought with a sickening stress not long ago. Her eyes flew open with panic at the realisation. The meeting was almost over, and she'd have to face the Archangel. No no no, couldn't the meeting go on for just a little longer? She wanted to stall for as long as possible, run away from her interrogation and potential consequences, though as the meeting drew to a close, she trudged after the silver-furred woman and the healer.
Her commanding glare remained like an imprint in her mind as she followed, keeping a fair distance between her and them. The journey itself down the ravine was painful enough for the Destruction. Her body was slightly shaking with every paw-step - a paw-step that brought her closer to her fate. She wanted the walk to last forever, though like before, she reluctantly arrived in the main chamber, keeping her head low as she avoided the leader's gaze. She spoke stern, if not cold, words, making it clear she had to be honest. Alright, that was good to know, for she had been contemplating earlier coming up with a fib to tell, though it seemed she had to stick with the truth. She feebly nodded in recognition, mentally preparing herself for what laid ahead. With her head pounding against her chest, she let out a silent sigh and spilled out her words.
Here went nothing.
"I-I got into a fight," she began slowly, her vocals coming out in a bare, hoarse whisper before she coughed to allow a louder voice to travel through her dry throat. "N-not a friendly spar, but a dispute." Was that enough? Was she to say more? What if she said more and gave the alphess too much information? She'd answer all questions if she hadn't been adequate with her explanation, and she braced herself for said questions.
