Nothing. There was absolutely nothing. And yet, it meant everything. There was clarity.

Was it basic survival instinct? Did she finally break? Or something different altogether? A split? Did it even matter? It was futile. Impossible. Miracles were for fools. What had she even been so sad about mere seconds ago? [url=https://i.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/mobile/000/001/593/peopledie.jpg]People die if they were killed.[/url]

How much had she known any of them anyway? A few days. A few hours. She was alive. The other's were dead. The reason for that was obvious. No, Muu wasn't weak. It was a small victory, truly, but a victory nonetheless.

Muu could still continue. Still go on. Feeling weirdly light-headed, Muu got up. The pain of her muscles, her hunger and thirst, the sickening odor of rain and sweat. It all didn't matter. Only survival. A quick glance towards the strongest in their small group. Ettamri was truly something else. A beast, about to sacrifice itself.

Muu's lips slightly curled up as she set one foot in front of the other. Yeah, she certainly couldn't deny that the Beast was that much stronger than Muu herself. "Thank you..." She whispered, before setting off... No. Not quite. She was alive, but what did it matter if the second she came to town she'd be imprisoned, or worse? Sure, miracles were for fools, but that didn't mean that Muu was super unfortunate. She was, after all, just a mouse. Or, considering what she was about to do, a hyena. Thankfully Ettamri's obliterated war-steed was rather easy to find.

Thus, taking whatever valuables she could carry, Muu quickly set herself to flee, too. She simply had to get away. Get away and live another day. Without regrets. [i]No regrets.[/i] Yeah, that was exactly what she would repeat to herself over and over as a single tear was shed.