Geraldine howled, her voice splitting into a chorus of three which carried over the sounds of the battle for a brief, piercing moment and I couldn’t help but feel my chest swell as the strength of her emotions hit me too. Pride, honour, valour, bravery. This beautiful creature wasn’t in the least bit afraid, even though she fought at the thickest of the fight, even though she knew as well as all of us that this was the most likely place to die.
What a badass
