Sequoia Coast rationalization isn't just a river in egypt

distracted as she'd been by her struggle to keep ingram occupied, she'd let arrille slip away unnoticed (and prince, although if the gona had even registered the other drageda wolf present is unclear). she's sore but anger and frustration keep her from paying attention as she stalks next to furi, tail lashing. and fuck those other guys while we're at it -- all they had to do was hand that measly little coward over and everyone could have been on their merry way. ugh. boys!

it takes blixen a minute to process furi's question, long enough for artaax to get his question in. "he's a traitor!" she snaps, surprised her brother even has to ask. "he should be ours to punish." and, yeah, maybe she's even more upset on furi's behalf than drageda's, somehow, and, yeah, maybe ours in this case means less "drageda" and more "furi and i, specifically", but she doesn't bother to make that clear. instead she huffs, shifting to look toward the direction they'd all come from. the sound. "artaax, you go tell nomi what happened," blixen decides, "and then -- should we just go get him?"