Ankyra Sound Sweet dreams are made of this

Hell yeah had he been busted. He could pretend that it didn't bother him in the slightest, but that did not take Chusi's pride. Perhaps if she had been younger, she would've not been able to see through his lies - that had now gotten back at him. Still, she would not rub it in. She was better than that. She squinted angrily at him when he seemed to be mocking her. She was not very pleased with him acting like he was even a tiny bit better than her.

Well, I don't. She informed bitterly. If anything, he should be kept in check by a caretaker or his family. He lied and was rude, probably never learned any manners. Chusi had - she was her father's heir, after all. It was expected of her. Arturo is mah adoptive father. She answered honestly, raising an eyebrow when he didn't even understand a name. It wasn't rocket science - he was just called that. And Teaghlaigh means Family. She informed, not revealing it was a pack instead of her real family. Well, they were her real family at heart, but not with blood.

'Dun't have any parents either. She said, somewhat glad they had something in common. Didn't need 'em either. Mah Teaghlaigh watches out fur meh now.