A friend turning
Muka, who would usually be reading reports, calling meetings and discussing with other leaders how to improve life in the vampire settlement, had put all that on pause. After learning of what Quinn had told her, she was unable to stop pacing back and forth.
"I thought Peter was troublesome and the one to worry about, but now he goes ahead and drops this bomb on me?" Muka thought.
Thinking back, Quinn did always do things first, Peter was just a worse version of him. Perhaps because the two spent a lot of time with each other, meant the two had rubbed off on each other.
'Who am I kidding, both of them are trouble, but there is something about Quinn. Maybe it's the fact that he can do these things so fearlessly that attracts people around him.'
Looking around her room, she saw the old helmet that she used to wear that would cover up her entire head. For a while, not many even knew that Muka was a female leader, nor did they know of her beauty.