.the angel with the broken wings, the one who cannot fly. the angel who won't give in, the one that will not cry. the angel with the blackest heart, the one who flames consume. the angel who is always lone, in the shadows she does loom. the angel who is not afraid, to hurt and kill alike. the angel who is easily pissed, the one that you won't like.

.knowing not to push it, but it was getting frustrating. as much as she was trying to impress and show her true self to the rather unknown, but highly ranked virile... it always back fired into her face. well thats it, I am freakin' tired of you bad-mouthing me when all I am trying to do is help. you will get your 5 new quadruped, but for now. ciya! ashen shrew wheels, obvious agrivation is shown upon features. defiant huff is released into atmosphere, slowly sashaying away from masculine. she just needed time to cool off.