The Sunspire Heart of the Goddess

At the back of mind hot anger flared to the surface, threatening to consume her at odd girl’s tone. Barely established with her place in the pack, and regarding her superior with snickered amusement, if she had not meant to be condescending she certainly had come off that way to the Eta. But instead of giving into her internal needs, the edges of her smile curled into a subtle smile and Kipling tilted her head invitingly as if almost curious to hear more. Though, of course, she wasn’t. Trying to stomach the little bullshit that had been spat had been challenge enough for the she-wolf, and it took enormous will-power not to sigh and roll her eyes.

“We really are so lucky to have you here then.” Furrowing her brow as she tossed the words into the air, her smile widening with force, “But I’ll just suggest you bless a little quieter. Okay?” Then widening her eyes with the suggestion. Because if she had to share space with this freak of nature, that by some bad luck had happened to sneak into their ranks, then she wanted to be able to avoid her and her creepy songs as often as possible.