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Tzila was tired of this little game. Of this fake act she was putting on. "Insincere? Maybe." A spark lit in her silver eyes and her mask of innocence shattered. "But stupid, yes." She smirked openly, drawing her head back into a more natural position, letting her body loosen. "Do you think I wanted to do this?" She let out a short, dry laugh. "Of course not."

Her eyes narrowed, tail swishing. "I am only keeping in their good books. I'm just along for the ride." She saw no harm in showing her true colors in front of this wolf. Rosalyn didn't seem at all interested in business with Elysium, so she doubted she'd bother to rat her out. If anything, going by her sheer attitude alone, Rusalka was a pack more her own speed. Tzila didn't think they'd cross paths anytime again soon. "That is all. I came to do what was asked of me." She began to turn away, moving with a little more confidence...a little more sass. "Good day to you."