“She holds no sense if I were you I would not waste further breath, “she says walking off towards her horse.

“They are fools placing faith in you as a leader a true army you will never be.”

“Your resistance towards such cause is understood while Jennicus continues to rob as many of breath and life you will simply be reminded of such as you sit idle doing nothing. We are not a fist but fingers twitching absent single purpose. Our army is small now but I promise you our numbers will grow and when they do the Gods will weep for Jennicus suffering putting dark times behind us.” Staring at Shane face to face Bette let her presence and words be known before walking away joining Gaia.

“Have you lost mind, “one of the elders ask.

“No, far from it I speak on behalf of those who feel there voice cannot be heard.”

“Rightfully so, but to speak to the great Bette Porter in such a manner is like pissing on the Gods!”

“Who is she only a woman whose heart beats to chest like mines!?”

“Have you failed to notice the respect rendered towards her has not been commanded?”

“Yes, and your meaning?”

“No command is warranted as respect has been earned if you must ask who she is it will be wise of you to still your tongue, “she says before walking away.

Bette joining Gaia taps her on the shoulder letting her know they would always stand together. Packing a few other things for their journey they mount their horses. A path was created by the other women who chose to ride along with them. As they rode to the front they were greeted by Ascara who raised both her hands in the air signaling for silence.

“I have heard the whispers of those in favor and those who oppose such thoughts of war I will overtake all voices with bold words. Many of you who stand amongst us have suffered wound and loss all at the hands of the troubled mind of Jennicus. The path to which we must follow is burdened by choice with conscience equally removed. We have been divided, “she says staring Shane in the eyes, “A thing I would see condemned  as no woman is never to weak or to wounded to fight if the cause is greater than her own life. We are a sisterhood and must embrace as one! We shall move pass this and triumph spread word to every woman that lay below your heel terror and death serve as warning that even Jennicus bleeds when struck, “ she ends her speech to the roaring of the crowd. Walking over she hands Gaia the banner carrying the Lesbiannicus colors and symbol. Gaia nodding her head to Bette awaits her command to march forward. Bette reaching into her cloak pulls out a letter handing it to Auscha.