[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]"We need questions answered... Now."
Just thinking about everything they'd been told recently was enough to conjure a disgusted feeling in her stomach. As though the vulture was about to vomit, though she'd not eaten enough for this to be likely. Frustration ran through her body, though the one thing that held her back from screaming was Peter's presence. A reminder that she'd have to wait for the Blackheart Rogues' to speak their peace before she began freaking out over what had been said by several leaders. The claims seemed real though, too grotesque to simply be made up for the amusement of a few creatures.
Moving onto the territory belonging to the Blackhearts, Egretstar's figure would crumple slightly. Wings laying out in a somewhat lazy manner, throat still sore. A single working ocular trained upon her friend, curious as to how he was feeling.
