God, what was it that always drew her back to this place? It was starting to piss her off.
Was it the memories? Twilight always had a problem with letting go of the past. Or did the dreariness of the territory speak to her? Probably both. Either way, the molly found herself stumbling upon the Shadow Veil’s territory yet again. In all honesty, it was a wonder that she didn’t just go back to the Cartel. She had more ties to that hole than anywhere. But she was hesitant. Every time she would walk into that camp, all she could see was Bill’s sneering face. Yeah, Twilight has failed pretty miserably as a leader. Her only accomplishment was that she got everyone to hate her, to the point where that little bitch - Betty, was it? - tried to take over, and eventually, Twilight got poisoned and died. That was pretty painful. But then she came back. Why the hell would anyone want her back?
It was clear that she was drunk. Twilight’s dark grey marble fur was ruffled, while heavy circles ran under her ghoulish eyes as she took unsteady steps. She looked absolutely awful. For her age, she might’ve still been pretty, but it was evident she hadn’t slept in quite a few days. Instead, she’d been staying up all night drinking. Her dad had left once again, and she had been trying to find them again to no avail. Why did she even try at this point?
Wheezing slightly, Twilight’s gaze moved across the territory. Oh yeah, she had to wait at the border, not cross it. Almost forgot about that. Flicking her ears, she backpedaled a few steps so she was behind the border. There we go. Man, was that her who reeked of booze? In this tipsy state, she really could not tell, nor did she particularly care. Wrapping her tail around her paws, Twilight sat down, head bowed ever so slightly. Her oddly-colored eyes stared straight ahead, focused on nothing in particular. She let them go out of focus, and was too lazy to try and refocus them. She was oddly...mellow. Literally every time she appeared at a border, she would announce her presence loudly. But not today. She looked very off, but maybe it was the alcohol. Twilight knew exactly where she was, but could barely process why she was here in the first place. All she knew was that she had to wait.
hello kitty, why the long face? —— tags.