Steller bristles, not out of anger, but out of sheer terror. That's-- it couldn't be. Ramming into her is Golden's greatest, the only one she'd bothered to cultivate a relationship with. And the last time she'd seen that child, the girl had been splattered across parts of the bluff.
"You?" It's rare to see fear across the general's face. "How are you here?!"
She laughs, ears swiveling back. "This... This isn't what we were promised." And though this eaglet was one of Steller's favorites, the eaglet hadn't earned the right to enter the afterlife, had she? "By the blood, you're here. And talking. And moving." And remarkably put-together, truth be told.
to undo the things i've done and wash these bloodstains from my hands,
it is passed and been forgotten. these are the paths that we must take.
cause you and i, tom, we are men, and we can bend and we can break.