No Compromise
9. Cold
Rumours of protests for equality filtered down. Guards talked, workers overheard, and within hours, the entire camp knew. It sounded like the White Fang were truly establishing themselves as a force of justice.
God, how he dreamed of being one of them, being saved by their apparently-valiant leader.
But his freedom came at a much steeper price. The fire alighting the camp blazed sudden and swift. He was ushered out by the other children- they weren't able to save any of the older Faunus.
Despite the heat singing their backs as they ran away from the pyre lighting the night sky, he was just… cold.