She hadn’t been forgiven for the acid she let off her tongue, and the Tigress hadn’t done anything especially cruel to her. Maggie almost let out a gasp when Salvia touched her; she almost recoiled from the tawny leader, mostly out of fear. But nothing happened, except for somewhat kind words from Salvia that seemed out of place. Maggie took this as a sign that she had been lucky today; this sort of behavior wouldn’t be tolerated again.
Salvia made a motion for her to leave, and the youthful Confidant gladly took it. She escaped from her residence unscathed, and as she walked an immense weight lifted off her shoulders, so much so that she had to catch her breath on her knees. A tear or two fell from her jade eyes, but they weren’t for her own pitiful mistake. She yearned for Larkspur, for Eris, for an escape. She needed to get out of his god-forsaken land, even if it was only temporary. Maggie walked home with her black-tipped tail very much between her legs.
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