[Fel]

Lilith wasn't happy in the slightest. The molly was sick and tired of having her heart hung out to dry, of being accused that she was greedy and selfish for trying to take care of herself. Hearing from her own brother-in law that Onyx didn't care for her seemed to be a deal-breaker in staying with the Dusk Syndicate, but somehow she was drawn back to this place day after day. Something kept her here with the kits she didn't exactly want and the remains of two cats who had broken her heart- was it a single shred of hope, or the opportunity for revenge? She certainly knew how to get back against Bleddyn. Though he was dead, she knew exactly what he'd wanted from her- her kits. If she erased all of his kits- even the one he'd had with Sobek- his plans would be washed down the drain. However, she never brought herself to do it, not when she looked into their eyes and saw her. They were young, vulnerable, and without a father to help take care of them. They needed her.

Onyx was another story- she didn't exactly know what made him tick. Just thinking about him made her head hurt, but the queen lay in the nursery and thought about him all day. It was a pain that couldn't be erased- even if he was dead, like Lynx proclaimed, she didn't think he would die without some sort of reason. He was too clever, too shrewd. She needed to know, yet she could never figure out what had been so off about him.
@honey.freckled