Awilix lay on the grass alone deep in thought, save for the distant presence of the imps, their existence barely registering in her mind.
The quiet pressed in around her, heavy yet familiar. She stretched, muscles pulling taut before releasing, then kicked off the ground. The motion steadied her, giving her something physical to cling to. As she balanced herself, she read her Soul Scripture.
♥︎♥︎♥︎
Name: [Awilix]
Title: [---]
Aspect: [Moon Dancer]
Class: [Monster]
Core Rank: [Nascent] - (300/300)
Traits: [Iron Claw] [Eclipse]
♥︎♥︎♥︎
'Nascent…'
The word dwelled in her mind longer than it should have…
Everyone around her had left her behind. They'd all become Emergent.
She exhaled slowly, ears twitching faintly. The cat wasn't one to be too caught up in jealousy, but she found herself in quite the awkward state. Not because she envied them, but because she could not ignore the gap anymore.
'I can't just talk shit like that then become the weak link!'
