“And your kind pull apart others! While we are alive Witches pull our scales off one-by-one.” He snarled, not liking that she may no longer be filled with innocence. “They strip us back until we are nothing but skin and flesh while we breathe, while we bleed.” He took a step forward and let his paw hit the ground hard enough to shake his own forearm. “It is so painful that we pray for death while they laugh at us.”
