Crux sat on a shipping container with a bored expression. She looked over the water, thinking about home and life in general.
As a proud Panthera princess, she was duty-bound to protect her people. While she was in the Mortal Plane with Kaze and Evalyn doing just that—building an alliance to protect her family—she still felt like she was forsaking them.
The only thing that kept her sane was her patience, something people develop with time. While she was young by cultivator standards, she had spent more years silently cultivating than most of the Immortals had been alive. Therefore, she was content to cultivate her days away.
However, there was something that was preventing her from concentrating that day. She looked down at the huge stack of fish with a twitching eyebrow.
"Why cannot I eat these subpar creatures?" Crux growled, "Not that I'm jealous of mortal food. I'm just aggrieved that foolish woman would ask me to sit around and watch these weak imbeciles ruin them."
