Unforgiving

The Armada was raiding, the healers were healing. A few wolves were left to hold the fort at the Armada. But Kite didn't kid herself for a heartbeat. She wasn't holding anything, she was left behind. Denied access to the raid, unwanted for guarding the junior healers. She waited until the Raiders and healers had departed, and then she left the Armada territory. She had better things to do, after all.


She made her way to the cave outside of Armada territory where she had held Beru set up. It was empty of course. The scent of him had faded away, leaving nothing left. Much like the man himself, actually. He had missed their rendezvous a while ago, and she hadn't seen him since. She kicked a wall near the entrance and stormed out again. Emotions burning through her. She glanced up at the moon, then over at Lioness. "You might as well bugger off too. Just like the rest of them."