— ASHEN —
Zoryn disappeared after the tournament last night, before I had the chance to tell her how impressive she was. She fights like someone who trusts herself.
It's rare, dangerous, and most importantly, admirable.
Beyond her being sweet-smelling, it's no wonder everyone's drawn to her.
Sadly, there are now only a couple of hours before the final match between her and Riven starts, and I still haven't seen her anywhere.
Shit, man. I really want to wish her luck before the match.
I run a hand through my fluffy mop of hair and sigh.
I feel pretty bad about how much I pissed her off the day before yesterday, and I don't know how to fix it. I really didn't mean to offend her—I was taught from when I was a pup that the few women we have should be protected, that's all.
Also, she's like, really fucking beautiful, and it makes me feel some kind of way. It makes me act stupid, and now she thinks Riven, of all people, is cooler than me.
I hate my life.
"Uncle Ash!"
