Myra
She could not believe what had happened the last days...what
they asked her to do...
and what
they eventually did when she refused it.
Myra already had put quite the distance between herself and the hq of the smuggler group,
but still she looked over her shoulder, nervously, before speeding up a little.
The small kuhna knew exactly where she was going. not far from where she currently was, there was a
small town. from there on, she would take whatever vehicle or mount she could get to get out of this damn desert and then...where? she did not know.After a while of trying to think as little as possible Myra could feel her confused heart grow heavy again, and she allowed herself to slow down a little.
This time, she really thought that she had found a family. She actually believed that she was valued, maybe even seen as a friend or sort of a little sister, at least by some of the group. All that changed just a few hours ago, really. She hightailed out of the hq as soon as the others where sleeping, and now she was here, wandering in the dead of the night in a god forsaken desert, alone again. She only now noticed that she had began to sob slightly, thick tears falling down her face. She tried to pull herself back together, but the betrayal she felt just sat too deep this time, then to turn her sadness into wrath, the technic she usually used to deal with this kind of situations. So she simply plopped down, sniffeling, and cursing herself mentally for being so weak. She just needed a short break to catch her cool again, she knew that she could do this...even if it did not feel like it...
(I think she'll later tell Gabriel what exactly happened that day/night ... but that will take a while, untill he has her trust^^')