Cyra's eyes blinked open, she looked around in a daze and felt she was forgetting something important. Greed's soft feather creased her skin giving her comfort. She yawned, blinking away her blurry sight.
The sky darkened and she was outside the cactus forest, alone with greed with no sight of Zane. She relaxed when she didn't see him, she didn't know how to face him.
she pressed her face into its feathers and screamed soundlessly into it. raising her head she came to a decision. She will apologize and treat him like a younger brother. she felt a bile stuck in her throat, she felt disgusted with herself. why didn't she ask his age? but she was deceived by his mature aura and appearance.
she caught sight of her self-inflicted wounds on her hands and saw it was scabbing over already, the wounds on her hands already healed but left a thin scar forming a line between her palm, she was not afraid of physical scars- she had lots of emotional ones already.