The Salon Incident" Flora, did you see that? I heard someone mention Alice was then again," rumored Jasmine as she shifted the security examiner near the salon door.Flora's reply was tense, her voice kept low," Yes, Jasmine. I know whom you're pertaining to. And I'm not in the mood for her capers moment.".Across the room, Malik, the shift administrator, joined in, “ You sure you’re ready for this, Flora? Alice always knows how to stir trouble. ”Flora’s tone was steely, “ I’ve had enough of her prying and her trim smile. I’m then to cover this place, not to be lowered by her arrogance. ”The frontal door chimed just also as a familiar, mocking voice cut through the noise of exertion." Flora, sweetie pie, is not it? Still playing guard like you always did? How cute."Flora's eyes grew narrower, and she approached the door, her voice refocused and clear," Alice. What do you want? I allowed you'd learned your assignment."Alice's laugh was jingling and pathetic," Oh, Flora, always so
Consequences Unleashed" What have you done, Flora?" Malik's voice cut through the angry hum as he had her backed into the salon doorway. His tone was sharp, eyes narrowed in unbelief.Flora's reply was cold," I did what was demanded, Malik. Alice would n't leave anyone in peace, and now see what she does.".Across the room, a low moan erupted as Alice gripped her side, her face blench from the impact. “ You — Flora, you’ve gone too far this time, ” she whizzed, staggering as she tried to undergird herself against a counter.“ Too far? ” snapped a husky guard, stepping forward. “ You’ve disrespected our pride, and now you’re bleeding on our bottom. ”Alice's voice quivered with wrathfulness," I simply spoke the verity! You know what I said, do not you? I said Flora was nothing but a shadow, a broken oath."There was a murmuration of outrage among the patrons of the salon." That is enough!" a cry came from the reverse, and also voices chimed in with whoops for justice.Flora's eyes bur
A Father's Woeful Demise" Flora, run — there's been a extremity at the sanitarium!" Marissa cried in a pulsing hurry as she nearly dragged Flora out of the small safehouse door.Flora's blood was pounding in her ears." What's it? What passed?" she was suitable to query, her own voice no further than a soft tale, laden with call.Marissa's bright, encouraging eyes were veiled in gashes." It's your father I looked out and there was a crowd of people. They are yelling, and someone said he is getting beaten up by a mob. Flora, I am so sorry."" Beaten?" Flora's voice shook, a mix of disbelief and a deep, eating fear." No it can not be.".While contending down the avenue, Marissa rumored constantly," They're at St. Joseph's Hospital. I heeded to the temptress of the ambulance and heard the cries. You need to see him."In the corridor of the sanitarium, uneasiness prevailed heavy and mutters filled the terrain. Malik, a tired- looking nurse, approached them." Are you Flora? There's an exig
A Call To Arms" I heard you came to a decision, Flora," Marissa rumored in huddles at a small living room, a distant hum of a television on the fringe slightly audible above their heaving breaths.Flora's voice was stern, but her words quivered with the residual pain." Yes, Marissa. My father's final words resound in my mind every time I close my eyes. He told me to struggle, to reclaim honor from the ashes of our downfall. I can no longer live as a alternate to the pack's will. I've to make my own fortune.".Marissa frowned," But the public werewolf army? That is a whole different ball game, Flora. Are you sure you want to join a battleground for vengeance and honor?Flora peered her straight in the eye," I am sick of the muted agony. I am sick of feeling bitsy and insignificant underneath the intolerable burden of treason. Every day then reminds me of what I've lost — of the life I was deprived of by incuriosity and casualness. I must be where I can fight back, where I can eventual
Into The Fray" Flora, you sure you are ready for this?" Coach Ramirez's low voice boomed across the training field as she stepped onto the hot sun- drenched lawn, her eyes fixed out toward the horizon." I am ready," Flora replied forcefully, her voice steady indeed though her body was tired to the bone." I have come too far to turn back now."" Every day then's a struggle," intruded Sergeant Morales, clapping her on the shoulder." This is n't training it's surviving. Can you survive?"Flora squared her shoulders." I can, Morales. I have learned that pain is just another schoolteacher. And I am then to learn."When the drill began, Flora moved among the other rookies, her voice furnishing stimulant when one of them faltered." Keep it up, Carlos! You are stronger than you suppose."Carlos blew out in exasperation," I do not know how you do it, Flora. Every rep feels like a struggle against your own limits."Flora smiled gently," It's a struggle, Carlos. And every time I crop victorio
Battles and Improvements" Flora, did you see what happed out there?" Lieutenant Hernandez's voice was low and laced with admiration as he stood against a roughly sculpted wall near the barracks.Flora, mopping perspiration from her forepart with a bent spark in her eyes, answered," I did, and I will not pretend it did n't — that experience shook me to my veritably core. But every second on the battleground only served to reaffirm something I've a place then, at the center of the struggle."Captain Morales, who had been watching the training drills from a distance, came up with a voice that was part admiration and part challenge." You've worked harder than all of us, Flora. moment, during the politic drills, you turned what sounded to be a losing battle into an exercise of sheer fortitude. How do you keep that fire burning?"Flora's voice quivered with both fatigue and passion." With each fall, I flash back each time that I was informed that I was but a shadow of what I could be. I fl
The Crucible" Flora, stay! You are not giving up yet, are you?" Lieutenant Hernandez's bellow pierced the chaos of the battleground, his voice coarse and constricted with anxiety.Flora, her breathing ragged and her body pulsing with prostration, replied between heaving breaths," I — I am not done, sir. I will not let this master me." Her voice, while strained, was with fierce determination that was communicated to everyone within her vicinity." Each alternate out then's a test," Captain Morales said, stepping near to examine the wounded novitiate." And you, Flora, you are proving to me you've got what it takes. But look at you — your strength is on the edge."Flora jounced her head, clinging her fists as if to actually pull herself together." I flash back my father saying to me,' In the blaze of conflict, true strength is tempered.' Today, I feel that fire blazing inside me. I'll not let these injuries define me; I'll crop from every crack."A dogface standing hard, Carlos, who was
The Making Of A Legend" Flora, that initiative moment — did you notice how you insulated the adversary's hand?" Captain Morales's voice chimed out across the drill grounds as the rookies gathered latterly, their chatter a combination of wonder and admiration.Flora, her own breathing heavy with exertion, replied," I did, Captain. I had no other choice; they were each over our reverse. I just. I heeded to my gut. I was n't going to let fear take over." Her voice was a subconscious shudder of vulnerability laced with unvarying determination.Lieutenant Hernandez, who stood near with a nod of pride, said," Your politic choices saved us further than formerly today. I have fought in battles where vacillation would have been defeat, but you you fought like a stager."Flora smiled weakly," Thank you, sir. Every choice out then's a step down from who I used to be a step toward who I am supposed to come."A fellow novitiate, Carlos, fitted between breaths, “ I’ve noway seen anyone command the
General Smith" Flora, you've come a long way from those dark days," Captain Morales blatted, shaking Flora's hand roundly in the packed form hall. The voices around her, pigmented with pride and respect, had a soft hum of congratulations.Flora's eyes sparkled as she spoke," Thank you, Captain. I still flash back every moment of pain that led me then, every rejection that I made into a assignment."Lieutenant Hernandez stepped forward, his tone humorless, “ They say you’ve earned every scar, every difficulty. Today, you’re not just Flora — you’re General Smith, a name that carries both your father’s heritage and your own strength. ”Flora's smile was sad as she responded," General Smith It sounds strange to say that, because it makes me flash back the man who used to believe I was fated for greatness. But I have come to realize that my worth is n't defined by his dreams only. I have had to fight every day to forge my own fortune."Marissa, who was standing near by, said vocally," You
The Making Of A Legend" Flora, that initiative moment — did you notice how you insulated the adversary's hand?" Captain Morales's voice chimed out across the drill grounds as the rookies gathered latterly, their chatter a combination of wonder and admiration.Flora, her own breathing heavy with exertion, replied," I did, Captain. I had no other choice; they were each over our reverse. I just. I heeded to my gut. I was n't going to let fear take over." Her voice was a subconscious shudder of vulnerability laced with unvarying determination.Lieutenant Hernandez, who stood near with a nod of pride, said," Your politic choices saved us further than formerly today. I have fought in battles where vacillation would have been defeat, but you you fought like a stager."Flora smiled weakly," Thank you, sir. Every choice out then's a step down from who I used to be a step toward who I am supposed to come."A fellow novitiate, Carlos, fitted between breaths, “ I’ve noway seen anyone command the
The Crucible" Flora, stay! You are not giving up yet, are you?" Lieutenant Hernandez's bellow pierced the chaos of the battleground, his voice coarse and constricted with anxiety.Flora, her breathing ragged and her body pulsing with prostration, replied between heaving breaths," I — I am not done, sir. I will not let this master me." Her voice, while strained, was with fierce determination that was communicated to everyone within her vicinity." Each alternate out then's a test," Captain Morales said, stepping near to examine the wounded novitiate." And you, Flora, you are proving to me you've got what it takes. But look at you — your strength is on the edge."Flora jounced her head, clinging her fists as if to actually pull herself together." I flash back my father saying to me,' In the blaze of conflict, true strength is tempered.' Today, I feel that fire blazing inside me. I'll not let these injuries define me; I'll crop from every crack."A dogface standing hard, Carlos, who was
Battles and Improvements" Flora, did you see what happed out there?" Lieutenant Hernandez's voice was low and laced with admiration as he stood against a roughly sculpted wall near the barracks.Flora, mopping perspiration from her forepart with a bent spark in her eyes, answered," I did, and I will not pretend it did n't — that experience shook me to my veritably core. But every second on the battleground only served to reaffirm something I've a place then, at the center of the struggle."Captain Morales, who had been watching the training drills from a distance, came up with a voice that was part admiration and part challenge." You've worked harder than all of us, Flora. moment, during the politic drills, you turned what sounded to be a losing battle into an exercise of sheer fortitude. How do you keep that fire burning?"Flora's voice quivered with both fatigue and passion." With each fall, I flash back each time that I was informed that I was but a shadow of what I could be. I fl
Into The Fray" Flora, you sure you are ready for this?" Coach Ramirez's low voice boomed across the training field as she stepped onto the hot sun- drenched lawn, her eyes fixed out toward the horizon." I am ready," Flora replied forcefully, her voice steady indeed though her body was tired to the bone." I have come too far to turn back now."" Every day then's a struggle," intruded Sergeant Morales, clapping her on the shoulder." This is n't training it's surviving. Can you survive?"Flora squared her shoulders." I can, Morales. I have learned that pain is just another schoolteacher. And I am then to learn."When the drill began, Flora moved among the other rookies, her voice furnishing stimulant when one of them faltered." Keep it up, Carlos! You are stronger than you suppose."Carlos blew out in exasperation," I do not know how you do it, Flora. Every rep feels like a struggle against your own limits."Flora smiled gently," It's a struggle, Carlos. And every time I crop victorio
A Call To Arms" I heard you came to a decision, Flora," Marissa rumored in huddles at a small living room, a distant hum of a television on the fringe slightly audible above their heaving breaths.Flora's voice was stern, but her words quivered with the residual pain." Yes, Marissa. My father's final words resound in my mind every time I close my eyes. He told me to struggle, to reclaim honor from the ashes of our downfall. I can no longer live as a alternate to the pack's will. I've to make my own fortune.".Marissa frowned," But the public werewolf army? That is a whole different ball game, Flora. Are you sure you want to join a battleground for vengeance and honor?Flora peered her straight in the eye," I am sick of the muted agony. I am sick of feeling bitsy and insignificant underneath the intolerable burden of treason. Every day then reminds me of what I've lost — of the life I was deprived of by incuriosity and casualness. I must be where I can fight back, where I can eventual
A Father's Woeful Demise" Flora, run — there's been a extremity at the sanitarium!" Marissa cried in a pulsing hurry as she nearly dragged Flora out of the small safehouse door.Flora's blood was pounding in her ears." What's it? What passed?" she was suitable to query, her own voice no further than a soft tale, laden with call.Marissa's bright, encouraging eyes were veiled in gashes." It's your father I looked out and there was a crowd of people. They are yelling, and someone said he is getting beaten up by a mob. Flora, I am so sorry."" Beaten?" Flora's voice shook, a mix of disbelief and a deep, eating fear." No it can not be.".While contending down the avenue, Marissa rumored constantly," They're at St. Joseph's Hospital. I heeded to the temptress of the ambulance and heard the cries. You need to see him."In the corridor of the sanitarium, uneasiness prevailed heavy and mutters filled the terrain. Malik, a tired- looking nurse, approached them." Are you Flora? There's an exig
Consequences Unleashed" What have you done, Flora?" Malik's voice cut through the angry hum as he had her backed into the salon doorway. His tone was sharp, eyes narrowed in unbelief.Flora's reply was cold," I did what was demanded, Malik. Alice would n't leave anyone in peace, and now see what she does.".Across the room, a low moan erupted as Alice gripped her side, her face blench from the impact. “ You — Flora, you’ve gone too far this time, ” she whizzed, staggering as she tried to undergird herself against a counter.“ Too far? ” snapped a husky guard, stepping forward. “ You’ve disrespected our pride, and now you’re bleeding on our bottom. ”Alice's voice quivered with wrathfulness," I simply spoke the verity! You know what I said, do not you? I said Flora was nothing but a shadow, a broken oath."There was a murmuration of outrage among the patrons of the salon." That is enough!" a cry came from the reverse, and also voices chimed in with whoops for justice.Flora's eyes bur
The Salon Incident" Flora, did you see that? I heard someone mention Alice was then again," rumored Jasmine as she shifted the security examiner near the salon door.Flora's reply was tense, her voice kept low," Yes, Jasmine. I know whom you're pertaining to. And I'm not in the mood for her capers moment.".Across the room, Malik, the shift administrator, joined in, “ You sure you’re ready for this, Flora? Alice always knows how to stir trouble. ”Flora’s tone was steely, “ I’ve had enough of her prying and her trim smile. I’m then to cover this place, not to be lowered by her arrogance. ”The frontal door chimed just also as a familiar, mocking voice cut through the noise of exertion." Flora, sweetie pie, is not it? Still playing guard like you always did? How cute."Flora's eyes grew narrower, and she approached the door, her voice refocused and clear," Alice. What do you want? I allowed you'd learned your assignment."Alice's laugh was jingling and pathetic," Oh, Flora, always so