Dragoncrest Cliffs Why wait.

Ajatar does not register the words before she cuts her off, barreling her over into the ground. She feels the clash of teeth behind her cheek but it does not dissuade her from snapping and catching something of her own. It doesn’t give her a good chance for anything particularly damaging as she stands over the other, teeth bared and smeared with the stranger’s blood. “Get. Out.” She enunciates each word, daring to get a little closer to drive her point.