Redhawk Caldera maybe you're just an asshole that couldn't sweet talk the princess

bridget was back.
teya had scarcely processed that and now reyes was as well. of course he was back too; she had sent him to get bridget.
but the little violet was not sure she wanted him close. sorana was curled against her side. they had both been dozing and teya was seized with annoyance that his voice might wake the pup.
selfish. uncharitable. she grit her teeth and gently pulled away, slipping from the new room she had excavated and stepping along the churned earth until she stood before reyes.
her heart galloped faster when she saw him, but teya refused to relent no matter how much she suddenly wanted his touch. "how was journey?" she asked in a quiet monotone. her fur hung in tangles and all she could smell on herself was milk, but the coolwater eyes were watchful as ever.