Plotting War Crimes
Perhaps in her younger years, she wouldn't have been so brazen. But at her age, what did she have to lose? She had seen it all. Been through it all. She had been a slave herself for a short time when she was barely a yearling, and nobody had come to her rescue until she was thrown into war. Even then, nobody had come to rescue her, but the she-wolf that she had been with at the time. She knew what it was like when your loved ones were hurt. When they were taken from you. When they were lost forever...she understood Valentine in those regards. She nodded to his words. It was something she would be sure to do when she came across others. Who knew, maybe there were other wolves out there who had family taken by these wretches.
She eyed him carefully when he went on to say that it wasn't justice he was after, but revenge. She had gotten the gist of it the first time, and she understood. "I understand, Valentine. Even so, I will still aid you where I can. I don't know if you ever knew this, but I was a slave myself when I was no more than a year or two old. Held in captivity, beaten, and forced to join the war against Valhalla many years ago. I had nobody to come to my rescue. My family had scattered to the winds when I was just a yearling..." She shrugged a bit, "Rhythm has you to avenge here. My captors eventually died, but I did not get the chance for revenge, as you do now. As I said before, regardless of what you choose to do or how you choose to do it, you have my allegiance." |
