[color=gray]Indigo watched Isa slump down after the rather rude interaction. She hadn’t expected to follow the two, but that is where the majority seemed to go and Indigo did not know the place well. She figured that, despite how reluctant she was, learning the skills of her teammates would be the best thing to do in order to survive. With stone eyes and a hard line for a mouth, Indigo approached Isa and looked down at her, a sense of superiority filling her. These “civilized” are nothing but lions wearing sheep skin. They can act as if they are better than the wild Feren, as if they are above such feral-ness, it came down to one simple concept: loyalty. Indigo’s time on Tengu Island was spent with family and a pack that she protected with every inch of her skin and every ounce of her being; these supposedly superior creatures turn on their own at the very moment they smell weakness. Indigo bent down and placed a hand on Isa’s shoulder and pulled back her shoulders, subconsciously explaining her superiority towards such a pitiful civilization through her proud stature and slightly smug features. But Indigo doubted anyone would sense it, any of these ignorant people would notice her stiff pride. [color=7ea7d8]“I have found that your people are cruel.”[/color] Indigo muttered, not unkindly but matter-of-factly. [color=7ea7d8]“Your people are quick to flip their allegiance – lacking loyalty. They will not last long on the field. Take pride.”[/color] With her fragmented sentences over, Indigo let her hand curl under Isa’s arm and yank the girl to her feet.[/color]