* Happy New Year Woo!!!
[HAWI]
Standing at the gates of Sicario, Hawi watched as her warriors roughly breached.
This was the one place she had always considered home and her safest place, before tragedy struck. It was meant to be the best of places, the one place that gave her solace and made her feel like there was no problem with being different.
She had fought wars for this home and yet now here she was, standing at the gates of that very home, with an army of eighteen thousand who wanted blood and on her behest.
It would be the blood of a people she once considered family and the blood of the very people who had cast her aside without a second thought.
Maybe she was bitter. Maybe that's why she had come to this point instead of trying to work things out with the elders. Maybe she was too broken to see for herself what was good and what was bad.
