Blackfeather Woods crude and proud creatures

-- insert the Oh No song here--

 

Eldritch stared at him exactly equivalent to an Empress looking down upon an ill-mannered child.
To the brute's disdain and obvious little-dick syndrome, the Seer mirrored him in a fully dominant stance, entirely silent until he addressed her mockingly.

"You get what you give." Eldritch stated with her usual calm, though there was a slight firmness tinting the edges of her words.
"If you lived here before, it's not anybody's fault except yours that you left. Whatever claim you had here is therefore forfeited." She furthered with that same haunting calm. 
Silently though, Eldritch was thinking far darker than she was speaking.

Take one more step, and your life is forfeit too.

The Beta briefly met Mati's glance, a blip of mental reach she willed her night-sister to catch: he will know his place, by force if need be. 
Before her mercurial hues returned to spearing through the stranger before them.