Bonesplinter Ravine Let me tell you

oh. she didn't expect that.
as the growl faded around her, she blinked.
Kynareth was keeping a secret play toy. she simmered softly. watching intently with mismatched eyes at the captive.
a slow, realising smirk took over her face.
no one was here to guard the captive.

Sasha couldn't get to her though. not unless she wanted to offer herself to Kynareth's teeth. her tail swayed softly as she thought.
"don't snarl at me, bitch."
her voice was firm and poisonous, dropping from her lips.
her eyes never left Simmik.

she wanted to get closer.
to tell her she'd help her escape. to kill her. anything to get her away from her husband.
he'd chosen someone else. he'd pay for that.