Firefly Ravine I was born to be free

Her colorless gaze flit along the fangs, the rippling fur, the tail that was brandished, and... merely sniffed. In dismissal, yes, but not with disrespect; but Aure was erring more towards the dismissal of her own fury that would not rise. Not that she willed it or wanted it to, anyways.

”As are you,” she mused, eyes creasing at the ferocity in the Rusalkan’s gaze. ”I, however, may wander where I please. Unlike yourself, I have very few threads that give me cause to return to ze cliffs. Few, but they are there.” With a heavy, muted sigh, she creaked up onto all fours once more, coltish legs stiff.

Setting her argent eyes once more on the branded female before her, Aure decided that now was the perfect, opportune moment to ease back into a sit. But then her scarred face creased, with wearied, languid confusion at the display before her, ”How much energy do you possess, that you never tire of being so belligerent to ze rest of ze world?”