this was the part of it all that was consistent in making her feel weak. worthless. and ashamed. once her people had been so strong and stood besides each other to band against a common enemy. and now they sat and knelt and cowered at the feet of those that think themselves to be above them.
she can feel the rumbling inside her chest, it shivers through her core and shakes her flesh. she knows biting her tongue would be best, but the fire that was stoked in her now wouldn’t die down as she watched them destroy her father’s business without hesitation.
before she could think she ripped at the first offender in an instant. eyes glow yellow, human teeth welcome lupine and nails grow out like claws. the tips of them shreds through the first culebra with a bloodthirst so fierce she forgets caution and rips into him before she is snatched off and thrown into a wall.
manuela’s lips part to emit a groan, eyes opening and watching as they begin to crowd around her. of course, cowardly to let her take them on one by one. she shouldn’t be surprised, she spits at their feet. “ you will never be like your fallen lords. ”