The wind had changed. The voices were howling for her to see the true light, for her to come to her senses. But the wind could only beg and plead, no ancient forces of nature could stop this dark woman. Staring down at her flexing paws that were tearing the soft and delicate grass away, her paws itched for fight, a battle. She let a silence come, although the wind still panicked and the spirits of the earth talked in hushed voices. Though she was unstoppable. And when she lifted her head up, her gaze locking on her brother, her eyes opened up with a new hunger and thirst. Through wicked eyes, the woman let her great pants echo as she tried to resist the constant urge. With a fang-bearing grin, the ambitious lady took a powerful step forward, and as she did, the wind and its kingdom silenced as the unstoppable beast lumbered forward. She moved ever so slowly, her claws marking the grass as she slowly went by. As she came closer, close enough to feel the breaths of fear from her brother, a curious and intrigued glance came to her. She opened her snarling mouth to speak, the very hostile and roaring words would escape her thrashing jaw.
"Why would I want my shattered body to be healed?" She demanded in a haunting tone. Her head was high as her fur bristled with rage and defiance. She faced the man with disgust as she continued to let the snarl come from her maw. "I welcome the everlasting pain that claws through my burning body. If anything, I love the pain of my shattered soul. I don't need you."
"Speech"
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