Pasha turned, clearly about to charge out of the wing-cocoon and tear into her sisters—
"Pasha...Calm down."
Mika's voice cut through her fury like a fork through butter.
Pasha froze mid-stride. Her aura flickered.
"B-But Mika—"
"Pasha." His gaze was level. Unyielding. "I told you to calm down, didn't I?"
And like a puppy caught misbehaving in front of its master, Pasha immediately dropped to all fours, bowing her head low to the ground beside him.
But even bowed, even obedient, she couldn't stop the tears from slipping down her cheeks.
"It's not fair." She whispered. "Pasha was working so, so hard to save the world. And Pasha's sisters were...were...doing THAT! And Pasha wants to do that too. Pasha has wanted to do that for so, so long."
She turned her back towards him, presenting her bare, glistening pussy.
