Not two days previous she'd made up with Andrew... But, she was still troubled... Not by what she did exactly, but by how she felt while doing it... And by what made her do it... That level of wrath... It disturbed her... She had even gone slightly mad from it! The bloodlust, the thirst to inflict pain, the general hatred and anger towards everything around her... It was sickening... But the most sickening part was... the delight the wrath caused her to feel... Every time she'd obeyed it's ruthless commands she got satisfaction, every time she gave in to the poisonous toxic rage which boiled inside her... she felt delight... It was just all sickening...
Camilla was not a creature prone to these emotions, and especially not of that intensity! The meer thought of it made her stomach knot uncomfortably... Soon, her tail was resting in her hands as she stares unhappily out at the lake... She had come to terms with the fact that, she really had no control over her actions... But... She was still haunted slightly by those wicked emotions...
She needed someone to talk too... But... Carlos likely wouldn't get the gravity of it and nor might Maya... She'd not seen Keen since the Knight Dream and she didn't know Uru or Kari enough to talk about this... Only one person had seen her even remotely close to the state she'd been in... But she'd not seen hide nor hair of him since the Knight Dream either...
Sighing, Camilla looks up at sky with a glum expression... She wondered what the Wight boil was up to...
Sheyenne Thunderstorm
Sad Dormouse is sad. Which is also quite rare.