[The snarl is brazen and loud, accompanied by the twang if her bowstring as she fires off another arrow, and then another, willing to use every arrow in her quiver if she had to in order to find just what speed was required for him to slip and miss that fancy bladework that was far speedier than any human ought to be.
In order to care for what they did here… Hayame would need to feel connected with the native residents of this world, and she has spent her time since waking up here hating it, resenting it as a foreign land she had never asked to visit. Her shape did not allow her to walk among the natives as a friend, and so she kept to herself, alone in the forests of Greentruth consumed by hate. She wanted go home, back to her world where she belonged and where she’d promised to die-]
I care what your Regent did!
[She cared about the cold, simple “yes” that had been supplied when Rand demanded if the Regent was responsible for destroying their worlds.]
no subject
[The snarl is brazen and loud, accompanied by the twang if her bowstring as she fires off another arrow, and then another, willing to use every arrow in her quiver if she had to in order to find just what speed was required for him to slip and miss that fancy bladework that was far speedier than any human ought to be.
In order to care for what they did here… Hayame would need to feel connected with the native residents of this world, and she has spent her time since waking up here hating it, resenting it as a foreign land she had never asked to visit. Her shape did not allow her to walk among the natives as a friend, and so she kept to herself, alone in the forests of Greentruth consumed by hate. She wanted go home, back to her world where she belonged and where she’d promised to die-]
I care what your Regent did!
[She cared about the cold, simple “yes” that had been supplied when Rand demanded if the Regent was responsible for destroying their worlds.]