Deepwood Weald parabol & parabola

nonsense, it was great! also, after your next post we should archive this and have another sometime. these two are fun together XD

Uma relished the gradual erosion of the cream-furred girl's confidence. You certainly are, she agreed, although she could not pinpoint the origin of Feyre's declaration of freedom.

The poor young woman stammered, a sure sign of being broken down by Uma's merciless questioning. At the mention of singing, the Merry-Andrews wolfess feigned surprise, her eyes widening dramatically and her ears perking to their full height. "Oh you sing, do you?" said Uma "Care to sing me to sleep, since you woke me up?" she fairly spat this out, a few droplets of saliva exiting her mouth as she gazed upon Feyre with fire in her pink eyes and a menacing grin on her lips.

"Better yet, why don't you just get out of my face now? Just go. Maybe you'll find another person to stalk." And with that, Uma was finished with her.