Prompt: Rage!

She'd been sad, depressed, and uncertain for a while. But now, she was just angry.

She sat on a rooftop overlooking the factorium with her uncle's letter in her paws. There were a lot of question in it: asking where she was, if she was alright, why she had left... She could read the worry and concern. However, there was also a good deal of scolding.

How could you do this Naevia? I cannot condone going Gladium.
This is not a solution to your problems.

It kindled the same fury she'd felt when Drub attacked her. She crumpled the letter.