Sunbeam Lair Live like an Animal, Die like an Animal

There had been little prompting necessary prior to the great reveal, the woman having found no reason to beat around the bush. She’d gotten straight to the point by sharing the male’s identity, his name alone having been enough to put a sour taste in her mouth. With a narrowed gaze, she looked at him, disgusted by his presence. A great crime had been committed against a member of her tribe the last time he’d hiked through the mountains, one of which the Chieftess had yet to forget. And though he’d accepted his fate and willingly approached the lair, she’d felt nothing towards him aside from anger. She felt bothered, especially, by the fact that he had been ballsy enough to return to the range even after what he'd done—what kind of a man was he, exactly? A foolish one, she was sure. Despite his lack of intelligence, however, there would be no mercy shown towards him.

Asterr glanced towards the other female as a request was made, the contents of her comment having resulted in the dragoness’ fur bristling. Whilst she knew how eager Avannon had been to punish the one to have wronged her, she couldn’t understand the logic behind approaching the very same man again during her heat. So badly had her tongue wished to lash out a remark of her own, but she’d kept herself from doing so. Instead, she’d only nodded, then looked back towards the captive. So many questions swam through her mind, as did words and thoughts of actions alike, but only a single inquiry had made it passed her lips: “Why did you return to the mountains? Surely, you must have known that you would be discovered.”