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As her mate and Beta spoke, Tonravik maintained her silence for the while. The other moved as they demanded, and her belly was revealed to them. While typically appeased by this, Tonravik's feeling toward the other did not remit for it. It lingered insidiously in her breast, threatening to blossom from her aggressively. The other responded to the words of Iqniq; Tonravik did believe her, if only because had she desired death, she would have not revealed her stomach to them and exposed herself so. Then again, there was little choice the other had but to do that, in her situation.

The alpha female realized she did not wish for the other to live.

To have the other survive this meant that now, the wretch knew where she and hers lived. There was more at stake now, and her cubs were not yet able to learn of the poisons Kivi knew. Her tail lashed behind her and a lifted lip betrayed the choice she was making to those that knew her well (the two close to her, now), the movement imperceptible. Were she alone, she likely would have acted by now. Tonravik had shown the other mercy in letting her go once, and she had returned with that rabbit. It was not a mistake she would make again She was only curious to know what her mate thought of this all, and this alone was what gave her pause. She did not doubt that her beta shared the same mindset as she, but his mind was different than their own that came to brutal conclusions, swiftly.