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Whether this dark woman was fit for the job or not, that wasn't her issue. Seregryn wouldn't have liked knowing that this stranger was fleimkepa, but she wasn't going to resist it as much as she resisted Gyda being a fellow heda. In fact, Seregryn had no opinion about this girl save for the fact that they were clearly not a part of the grounder army; they were an outsider. It irked her more that Thuringwethil continued to bring strangers upon the mountain, strangers who did not know their ways or their language. Seregryn, therefore, only displayed her arrogance and irritation to this girl, because of what she was, not who. The girl didn't even know who Magpie was. She had no knowledge of how important the dark-pelted woman was to Thuringwethil or to the pack, becaue to Seregryn, she was the most important next to the heda.

This woman did not take kindly to the brush-off, and she came at Seregryn with teeth and posture. This may turn out to be the worst moment of bad translation yet. Seregryn turned sharply when she heard steps in tandem with her own, the fur of her nape bristling in waves of copper and black. She was met with the sight of teeth and a raised tail, and at first the girl was surprised by this. Surprise swiftly transformed her ego; Seregryn rivaled the posture of the dark woman by raising her own tail and arching her own head, her tongue flicking across her exposed top teeth as she too lifted a lip. She did not grimace in the same way as the outsider though, only flashed her teeth and then hid them once more. Her eyes bore in to Magpie's own, scarlet and sharp, and gradually became an agitated squint.