He spoke all the time of freedom, without the bounds of a pride. Now shackled yet again. She did this to him, and she couldn't shake how bad it made her feel. This was her pride, this was what they did. Dragged others in with or without their permission. She wondered if her brothers had the same issues as hers. Which she found that most of her family were scattered about..Was she the only one left of her bloodline as a priestess? When they were the firsts to be offered? She wondered and hoped not. Maybe she had taken longer in her mission than she expected.
'Freedom...'
She thought. Finally aimlessly walking about the pride she saw her a familiar shadow. "Zamiec?" She called out, she hadn't seen them in so long and oh so hoped to seek advice.
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