Here, the world splits apart and voice that say thanks is all sorts of wrong. This is definitely not her fight, because she hasn’t actually done anything. She scooped up some dead stuff, but mostly she’d just tried to figure out what sorts of horses live here and what the hell goes on.
She goes anyway though, because a child of death really can’t resist a good fight. Everything going on is pretty much gibberish to her, though she recognizing the rather handsome colt who just follows blindly because ‘he must’, which is actually bull, but whatever. And the rather annoying colt that talked to much and pretended to be better than everyone like “this is our fault”, though this time he manages to use our instead of starting out with your. She rolls her eyes, because she can’t help it.
Some girl stands maybe bravely or maybe just stupidly in front of the bone monster that’s trying to kill everything in sight and pledges to join a cause she hasn’t even heard the details of yet. Stupid. But also, Weaver doesn’t really blame her because anything named Kaos sounds like a hell of a lot of fun. But so does fighting. She refrains though, keeping herself out of the masses but not necessarily out of the way, though the monster seems to leave her largely alone. She has to dodge a flying bone or an attacking horse now and again, but she’s stays even when he says to go. Because it’s too good a show to watch, and really, she’s not all that concerned about dying.
Maybe she’d even pick a side. Maybe. But probably not until she knew more about the sides.
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