Golden Glade die with memories, not dreams

she looked almost in disbelief at embry as he spoke, staring still even as feyre began to speak. the male was obviously aware of the situation, and he made no effort to do anything. he did not submit or apologize-- he merely defended himself further. though she could understand his points, she wasn't sure she cared. this was not how they treated intruders... this was not okay. she didn't even listen-- not fully-- to either of their defenses. instead, the female found the fur along her spine bristling, and her lips pulled back in a low snarl.

"out," she growled, giving a step forward, "you've disrespected my pack by comin' in our land, and me for showing up here again and acting like you have a right to stay in the borders." she gave a quick half-glance at feyre, unsure how the fae would react, but her gaze remained ultimately on embry. her message was clear-- you are not welcome here.