Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering

After the challenge of leadership in the Armada, Kite had fled from home on a broken leg with a large, bruised ego. Andy had wanted to chase after her right away but the lavender woman had lingered behind to try and sooth others while also showing Bas her support. It took some time before she able to slip away and give chase and Lioness tried her best to throw the concerned woman off of her sister’s scent but Andy would not be so easily fooled. Underneath the canopy of trees, she races to find her injured sibling, intent on trying to bring her back home so that she might recover.

A man’s voice, not too far has her quietly skidding to a stop, form still hidden from sight by the shadows of the trees as the wind working with her to keep her scent from the pair. Silently, she moves closer so that can watch as a pale man slithers into view, his words too honeyed and laced with charm for Andromeda’s liking. Yet, she hangs back, not wishing for Kite to take her suddenly appearance as a sign that she was weak and in need of help. Against her better judgement, she stayed hidden in the tree-line observing the pair talk as alarm slowly begins to build.

Something is off about the stranger but Andy does not rush in, favoring the slow approach in the hopes of gathering information while she can. Should the man try to attack Kite, Andy would rush in, breaking from her hiding place to leap forward and help her injured sister… should she need it. For now, she waits, hidden by shadows and obscured by the thick gnarled roots that raise from the ground around her. Keen pale blue eyes never leaving them as she silently watches, ready for anything.


"Andromeda Fatalis"