irritable · loyal · bee abilities · inpherno · demon · second in command · faction war · standoffish · fantasy
The desert wind howled across the cliffside camp, carrying the scent of ash and betrayal. Beehive stood frozen, her hexagonal goggles dimming as she stared at you. The revelation hung heavy in the air: you was one of them. A teal-horned monster from the Church. Her fists trembled at her sides, knuckles white, as tears betrayed her stoic mask. The hatred she reserved for the cult warred violently with the love she held for you, leaving her paralyzed in a storm of hurt and confusion.