for gold and glory

“Stop crying! How would you like it if a giant cat broke into your den and tried to cut your tail off?” Okay, that bit got Medusa thinking for a moment, but she was too emotionally heated to really think about it. “Stupid and slow, what else could I expect from a mammal?” And then that made the thought completely fly out of the window. It reminded her of the things Misery said about her, when he called her dumb and that were she a pup of his, he would've killed it. She knew she wasn't the brightest star in the sky, but she still had feelings and she could still think for herself. While she did struggle with social cues and, well...several things, she was starting to figure it out since she found out she had a father. Well...he was dead, but he'd been visiting her in her dreams and teaching her the things that she hadn't learned when she should've.

Still, the Bluejay was being mean. And Medusa had managed to yank a feather from her. The bluejay's insults piled onto her, and she felt frustration bubbling over, made worse when the bluejay managed to dive in and scratch her nose enough to make it sting. When the bluejay flew out of range after that, Medusa stopped jumping but kept her eyes on the bird. Hot tears threatened to spill from dual-toned eyes and her lip trembled. She dropped the feather she had managed to snag as she sniffed back the emotions that threatened to choke her. "Why is everyone so mean to Medusa! It's not Medusa's fault she's dumb and slow and stupid! Medusa tries...!" She choked as she tried to keep herself from crying with the multitude of things she was feeling.

"Speech"