Phoenix Maplewood I'm a kitchen sink

This must have been what it felt like to have a little brother, or something. Maybe she should've been more lenient with that in mind, as Tavi's siblings weren't always easy on her; but she just took that brief feeling of guilt and suppressed it. She was a Beta now, she could do whatever she wanted to him. And when he protested against her attacks, she just gave another derisive snort. Attacking you? Jeeze, you can't handle anything, there had been no blood drawn. Maybe a little bruising, if he was as delicate as a peach (which Tavi believed to be true, now). But she hadn't done any physical harm to him. You've gotta toughen up. Whatever life you had before this was way too soft. Get better, or get out. This harsh decree was coupled with one last bump, and then she pulled away from him, allowing some distance to form between his skittering self and her bludgeoning figure. 

How had he tricked Ukko to begin with? This guy couldn't possibly be good at fighting. He could hunt, but that wasn't special. Tavi was unable to hold her thoughts in, as she was filled to the brim with bravado and entitlement. Damn Esaro, there's really nothing remarkable about you. The girl made a soft sound, like a 'tsk', and scrunched her nose, deeming this conversation over just like that. Pestering him wasn't worth the effort anymore. Besides, Esaro knew what she was demanding, and now she'd just leave him to fix his shortcomings. Maybe with a little luck, he'd pull something out of his ass. Tavi wasn't expecting much - in fact, she was anticipating the joy of chasing him out in a few days - but this time she stayed silent, striding towards a gap in the trees and vanishing in to the golden midday light.