In The End

Onyx would cautiously and also freely follow the purple woman over to the crashing falls of the sound. She'd rest as she did, a little uncomfortable with the woman reaching forward to clean her wounds with the moss, but she'd easily overcome the feelings. She grit her teeth as the contact was made more because of the sting than the touch itself. Her eyes glanced to Manea once she started talking again, but gazed back out as the grasses and water of the summer sound while she considered how to respond for the moment.

"No, I've lived in the north with just my family for almost all of my life. It seems we are all getting old enough to make our own paths now." Bronze leading a life towards the Armada, and she put it on herself to start her life on her own. That's what she believed her parents wanted at least, not that didn't love her or didn't want her around. "I haven't found what I'm looking for yet." There was that glimmer of a memory not so far away of her and Cina, but she tried to push it as far back in her head as she could. He after all didn't give her that reason to come back so it was true that she hadn't found what she was looking for. She was stuck living just the life of survival and she didn't believe that's all she wanted.

"Onyx"