He spoke with not the promise of ill intent, though his words were unsettling to the female’s ears. Her lips shook with disdain yet she maintained her calm as again she cast him under a hardened stare. “This is not for your amusement,” she hissed, coming to a sudden halt with the stomp of her paws to better look upon the elder healer. “You are here because of your knowledge, and it is something that we require at this moment. If you take pleasure in this… if so much as a hint crosses your eyes, I will personally see to that light drain from you.”
However calm her demeanor, it was not enough to stable her trembling voice. She was much too angered, much too disgusted in the very idea that another would find the harm of her brethren intriguing. It was difficult enough to consult the Creek wolf in this manner. Let alone have their neighbors witness the weakened state. But she was desperate… and she carried no shame for it. Rather she set aside her pride and see to the possible aid of her friends and family, than hold fast to it and watch them diminish before her eyes. |