Eir's POV
For a while, I've just been stumbling around here on this little island, sulking and hurting. That all changed now, I felt more anger than hurt. I had no idea what was going on with Toke; I refuse to believe that Fury accepts this behavior. One thing is that he thinks he can treat me like I'm an object, a thing he owns. Speak to me like I'm a child that doesn't understand what is going on around me or is even able to make my own decisions. He turned to rage and force. Thinking back, I still unconsciously folded my arms around myself, feeling the aching wounds on my upper arms. His claws had cut into me and pierced my skin. I had jelled and cried for him to stop, but it was like he didn't even notice or care. I'm no longer sure which apply anymore.
Despite the anger I felt
