Sarea James

[Sarea had no intention of broadcasting anything today, but somehow her comms turned itself on; like everyone else, her shadow is being a pain, and it's making her panic all over again.]

He's dead, you know; dead dead dead! Dead and left his mate and unborn pup allll alooooone! Now ain't that sad, wolfy? Ain't it?

Shut up, I know all this! I don't have to be reminded!

Ah, but you do, dear wolf, cause you've been havin' to much fun on board this ship! Y'ain't thinkin about it, ain't think about how-

SHUT UP! I do think about it, I've been hiding out because of it! Just stop!

Taylor's dead, Sarea, and he ain't comin back, and it's alllllll YOUR fault! Alllll the little wolf's fault cause she can't protect herself from the big, bad breeders!

S-stop it, I didn't... Taylor didn't-

He protected ya from the rapist, wolfy, and he died doin it! Aren'tcha proud, y'little coward? Big strong brother Taylor died saving yer ass and then y'wanted to run away so that Logan would, ah, what'd you say? 'Leave your pack alone?' Y'know that ain't true, wolfy, he'll just kill them and then come after you!

S-SHUT UP!
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