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Maeve Noblitt (twistthemoon) wrote in inshadowfalls,

Maeve had never known how to fight back. From the time she was a toddler, she was told that she was fat --merely because of her larger bone structure. She wasn't a waif like the rest of her family, and her curves were ridiculed.. to the point that when she was in high school she actually took a knife to her breasts. Her Mother had walked in and screamed her foul head off, threatening to put her in an institution if she didn't come to her senses.

It wasn't that she wasn't making an effort. It wasn't that she lacked "authority." It wasn't that she didn't have a handle on herself. She was a bright, compassionate soul who had been verbally, physically, and emotionally abused her entire life. In her mind, the only way to find love and acceptance amongst family was to take whatever needed to be dished out. She had an inner spark --one that had been recognized by both Acedia and Deacon-- but she simply didn't know how to access it during confrontations. She'd never been taught how.

If she'd known that the other blonde would have killed her in that cave, she would have severely questioned her right to assume the "moral high ground" of the situation. For if Ira had ordered her to murder Darian in her sleep, it was one order that Maeve would not have followed. So which wolf, exactly, was the weaker? The one who would have killed a mortally wounded woman in order to kill her own fear? Or the one who accepted a beating and whatever else in order to keep those she considered family safe?

She glanced down at her clothing. She hadn't really given it much thought, honestly. It hadn't seemed important. "I would appreciate that, thank you," she said. "I don't.. have money right now, but if there's something I can do to help you in return, please let me know."

A flash of hurt crossed her face at Josef's name, and she managed a nod. She would have responded but the last question caused her to grasp her left arm with her right fingers. "I was beaten to the point of death because the boys couldn't find you," she said quietly. "They left me naked on Freki grounds, calling me Tennyson's whore." Her blue eyes iced over with a hardness that was not normally there. "Without him, I would have died. I knew that you were already here, and I didn't wish to make things more difficult, but there can be no rogues in Shadow Falls."