[color=red][h2][center]Eith, The Shellagh Alpha[/center][/h2][/color]

Eith just sat there and finished her plate off.  She really wasn't wanting any more of the cake.  There was sweet, and then there was overly sweet.  Her sense of taste may have made it so she didn't taste as much, the amount sure did her in though.  [color=red]"I believe I am done."[/color] She muttered, anticipating Lyssa to do something.  She'd rather Lyssa be gentle though, it was never fun to have flying horns aimed right at you.

[color=yellow][h2][center]Lunalel Lightsword[/center][/h2][/color]

Luna mostly just stood there and listened.  She was ready to leap at any given time, as Sorcha's issues seemed really deep.  Words themselves were hardly going to help. Either the Headmistress would try something, or Sorcha would. . . Nothing a shield couldn't likely help.  Still, it was really tense in the room.  She didn't let her unease show on her face, though her foot did start tapping every few seconds.  Nothing loud of course.  Still, she hoped this would help Sorcha with her dark and brooding past.