[yusukeurameshie-deactivated2015]

Well, fine then. You could’ve just said that.

[bluntlittlehale]

Learn to take a hint.

[dirtypawstate-deactivated201411]

Malia looked over her shoulder at her in surprise, eyebrows raised. “An alpha pack?” She knew wolves were more pack creatures than coyotes were. A pack of alphas she hadn’t heard of before, though. It sounded like a strange concept. “It’s not like I’m going to run headfirst into danger, looking to give them the opportunity to try and kill me, but I’m also not going to run away from it and go into hiding, you know? I’m here. My life is here, right now. They aren’t going to send me running; not when I still have reason to stay. And if they want to come for me, I’m going to make it a fight.” She gripped at the strap of the bag slung over her shoulder, yielding to the fact that the girl was going to be coming along with her. Malia’s eyes flickered over to the brunette briefly, before back to the trail. “I’m Malia.” she added. 

[bluntlittlehale]

Cora nodded, trying to find the strength to not roll her eyes at the clueless girl by her side. "A pack made of Alpha's -- which were stronger than any pack I've ever seen." Listening to Malia speak made everything hard for Cora. After the fire, the girl had given up hope. She'd fled the town and found something new for herself, and while she'd been away, she'd regained her reason for fighting. "If we want to stay here, we're going to have to fight whether we like it or not. People are going to die, but that's part of calling Beacon Hills your home," she said, not wanting to think about her family any longer. Her mother had died trying to protect her -- it just wasn't fair. "Cora Hale." It seemed as if everyone forgot that there was female Hale still left standing, which pissed her off most of the time. 

[abodyshouldnt]

Seriously, Cora, you’re being immature.

[bluntlittlehale]

No, I'm being pissed off and you're being annoying.

[bluntlittlehale]

Normally when someone is walking away while you're talking, it means they don't want to listen.

[dirtypawstate-deactivated201411]

"That’s just it though," Malia countered, "this is meaningful, to me. Just because something is happening doesn’t mean I’m going to change the way I live because of it. They don’t get to dictate my life and make me hide away in fear. I won’t let anyone have that kind of power over me, especially if the only obstacle is in my mind. I don’t want to die and I’m sure as hell going to fight until my last breath to stay alive, but I’m also not going to roll over and pretend I don’t exist in order to lay low." With that, Malia assumed her point was made and began to walk on, knowing the brunette would either follow or head off her own way.

[bluntlittlehale]

It was ridiculous how much they favored -- how much Cora had almost spoken the same words to her pack and to Derek. She swallowed hard and followed after Malia, unsure of why she was doing so. "I can't really say much considering I attacked an Alpha that was in an Alpha pack because I was angry," she said with raised brows and a smile. "Needless to say I almost died but that was okay because I didn't." She shoved her hands into her leather jacket and moved to walk at Malia's side instead of behind her. "I'm definitely not the smartest supernatural being in Beacon Hills, but I've been through enough to know when it's time to fight and time to run. We can't fight everything, but it'd sure be kick ass if we could."

[gabrielmcknight]

"How long have you been here?"

[bluntlittlehale]

"I was born here, but I ad to leave for almost right years. I's home and it's always going to be home."

[amberlewrites]

Tea really does make everything better. 

[bluntlittlehale]

[dirtypawstate-deactivated201411]

Malia sighed. “This town is cursed.” she muttered. Everything bad that happened in the world always seemed to happen in Beacon Hills. She didn’t understand why people stayed, at this point. Though she supposed it might be the same reason she hadn’t packed up and left yet — her father was here. She couldn’t leave him again. Not like that. And he wouldn’t go; not without reason. The only one Malia had, she couldn’t give him. Wouldn’t give him. Because that would mean him finding out the truth about the supernatural, the truth about her… and her mother and sister. “But that doesn’t mean I have to be afraid of it. And if I’m not afraid, I can fight. The only way they’ll take me down is clawing and biting and covered in blood.”

[bluntlittlehale]

"Believe it or not, it wasn't always this bad." It hadn't gotten bad until the fire, and that was the downfall of Beacon Hills. The Hale family had been torn apart, and in Cora's eyes, that was more than enough to ruin a town that once prospered. Cora admired the girl's will and determination to protect herself, and it would have been a hell of a lot easier to argue with her if she didn't think the exact same way. "You know what's funny? I think the same thing every time I walk outside of the loft, but then I'm reminded that people die. The things that come here -- they're stronger than we are." She felt the small smile that had been sneaking onto her lips fade. "But that doesn't mean we can't fight, but if you think you're good enough to fight and die for something, just do it for something meaningful."

[gabrielmcknight]

"Why does everyone stay then?"

[bluntlittlehale]

I don't know why everyone else stays, but I stay because it's my home.

[gabrielmcknight]

"I just can’t wait…to put this town…this crap…all of behind me and move on with my life."

[bluntlittlehale]

"Says everyone who lives in Beacon Hills."

[dirtypawstate-deactivated201411]

"Are you one of them?" Malia asked, the question falling from her lips almost as soon as the girl finished speaking. The phenomenon of the returning dead had everyone wondering what was going on, Malia included. For awhile, she even had hoped to see her mother and sister again. But as the days went by the hope flickered out, and she had come to accept the fact that they were gone from her life for good. And it’s all your fault, the little voice in her head screamed. She tried to block it out. “No. What I want is to not be treated like some child who needs to be taken care of. I’ve survived by myself already and I can do it again. I’m not afraid of anything that can be thrown at me at this point.”

[bluntlittlehale]

Cora rolled her eyes once more and crossed her arms over her chest tightly. Was she one of them? Was she one of them? "No, I'm not and I'd like to keep it that way." She wasn't a fan of the walking dead, but it wasn't even because they were back and had a second chance. It was that none of them were her mother, which seemed ridiculously unfair to her. It seemed like life was always working against her, and she had to constantly battle for happiness, but Cora didn't feel happy. She lived her life everyday with the feeling of being content. Cora swallowed hard and nodded, understanding the girls words. She had the same mindset -- exactly the same. "This is Beacon Hills -- you'll never be ready for what it has to throw at you."

[dirtypawstate-deactivated201411]

"I can take care of myself." Malia replied immediately, her defensive nature kicking in. "I did it for eight years, and I know these woods better than anyone." There was always a chance of danger lurking around the corner, but Malia had the advantage of knowing nearly every nook and cranny around, including where to hide if she needed to seek cover. This was her home, more than any human place had been. 

[bluntlittlehale]

      "That's what everyone says right before they're killed, but no worries, seems like everyone is getting a second chance these days." Cora swallowed hard and pushed away the pain that surrounded her every being. Her mother wasn't coming back, and that was that. "Do you want some kind of congratulations? I survived on my own after losing my family. I've never asked for a pat on the back." Their situations were different, but Cora refused to be out done.

[gabrielmcknight]

"Uh," he paused. "Why’s that?"

[bluntlittlehale]

"No reason, just it."

[theboywholostitall]

"I’m sorry, Cora."

[bluntlittlehale]

"You don't have to apologize -- they should have stayed dead."

[gabrielmcknight]

"Never seen you around before either so I guess we’re even."

[bluntlittlehale]

"Probably better that way."

[theboywholostitall]

"I have no idea what this is, but it’s better off that way." Derek said, attempting to convince them both, himself and her alike, "I’m almost sure we’re gonna have to kill them, Cora. I don’t want to kill my mom."

[bluntlittlehale]

      Sure, Cora hated the dead rising more than anything, but did they really have to be the ones to kill them? Instead of arguing, the girl, took a quiet breath and looked away from the elder Hale. "If that's what it takes."

[notpudgey-deactivated20151116]

I recommend not punching the deputy in the face because you could get charged, and even though you’ve got a small frame, you look like you could pack a punch, and I’m not a fan of getting punch.

[bluntlittlehale]

      I don't really care what you are, Parrish. Don't look at me like that, and you won't get punched. Problem solved.