Neverwinter Forest i really miss those days.

Well shit. Things did not go over as smoothly as whatever happy little easy conversation she had imagined on the way there, and she definitely hadn't prepared for this response. Any physical closeness she had shared with him in that moment- the slightly over-friendly invasion into his bubble, whatever breath they shared, was snapped like a twig as she took a step back from him, narrowing her eyes as he spoke. Most of it was only annoying, but it was the final string of words that caused irriated fur to raise along her spine, and her brows to furrow in an angry knot. 

What about our children?

She wasn't thinking about the recent death of Cupid or how it might be affecting him in that moment, and only could only register the thought: How dare you pretend to give a damn about our children! She'd done it all on her own, and she always said she was fine with it, but she fucking wasn't. Here he stayed all day with his damn harem, and had the balls to imply she wasn't careful enough about her own litter. Last she'd checked, hers didn't have trauma, or dead parents (that she knew or thought of- RIP Dacio), and certainly hadn't dissapeared into thin air- unlike several of his. All his other reasonable questions flew in one ear and out the other for now- 'What about our children?' The children I raised? The ones who are not missing, or recovering from attack?! She hissed, and though would regret it later, did not at present care how her words might wound- Looking at history, my children are safer at Yuèlóng than the happy place you think you created here! She spat, and lashed her tail. Why don't you worry more about all the kids you made here?! I have protected mine alone all this time- and I can keep doing it!