[ Rose isn't afraid to die. She even tried to once. The scars on her back, however, are a lesson learned: she doesn't get to decide when it's her time. That's not her choice. While she learned it the harshest way possible, it ensured that she won't ever take that course of action again.

Even if she still sometimes does have a bit of reckless abandon with her own life. ]

This place reminds me too much of home. Well. My original home. I lived among humans for about thirty or so years, but before that I was in the Makai.

Not a pretty place.