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Delilah. I don’t know who is worse in Thorn and his godmother. The disrespect she showed after I informed her that I was the one who sent Emerald away is just the tip of the iceberg. Nevertheless, it isn’t the first time I have been disrespected in this pack house despite being a full fledged Luna. After doing her bidding throughout today, I didn’t think I would get back to my office and see that all my art supplies have been thrown away. In devastation, I check all the boxes and there isn’t one paint or coloring left. “Ugh!” I say, clenching my teeth while storming out of the so-called office. At this point, I don’t care about what Rose thinks my role as a Luna should look like. As I get off the staircase to have a nice, sweet, conversation with her, Thorn enters. I slow my pace whe