Perhaps her words had struck something of a chord, for in an instant she was bombarded with a single breath explanation. The woman’s ears jerked back and brows perked at this sudden, yet damning confession. She hadn’t the prior knowledge of knowing how Fox handled those within her pack, but surely she would not approve of blatant disregard, especially if this youth believed she had to follow her lead’s orders. Considering the level of tension between the groups, if such word reached her ears… The warden’s brows lowered as a single ear twitched in thought.
“Such thoughts are wasted on the Creek,” she began softly. Her head shook slightly as a genial smile crept to her lips. “If that is how you feel, are you not permitted to express it? Surely even your leader would listen to a sensible tongue.” Subtly she tipped her head as her tails gently swept at the budding blossoms behind her, fanning the flames of thought in both her and the youth. “Or… do you fear the consequences if you speak your thoughts aloud?” The fact that she had not already been run off by the girl gave rise to the belief that perhaps not all supported the thoughts of their lead, as well as not all those within the Creek supported this senseless isolation in favor of avoidance. If there could be one among then, then perhaps this girl would make two… |