Everything burned. Her entire body seemed consumed by the heat, not of the scorching sun, but of her own rage. Nothing could have prepared her for this - goddamn nothing. The silver feline cursed and spat, her amber eyes flashing with hopeless anger as tears spilled over her lids like an army storming a once so heavily guarded stronghold. They left her soft silver cheeks stained, leaving dark grey trails as they dripped from her face, taking the light from her eyes as they fell. Her tears obscured her vision, leaving Water Tribe nothing but a blur, but she could still feel them...all the stares - the hollowed, haunted stares.
"You took her from me...!" Sooka burst out, no longer caring how insane the rest of Water Tribe thought her. She was nothing to half of them but a returned, cowardly Exile anyhow - a traitor by the mark of her scars laid across her once whole tattoo. "You took her - my leader...m-my