Dragoncrest Cliffs negativity, we just dead it like d-con

mireille whirled at once, paw lifted to faux-cuff the dark wolf. "koman ou oze!" but her emerald eyes were lit by laughter at val's daring. she rolled them and continued on.
"i was very mean to him when he came," the obsidian said, not an admission but a declaration that limned her in pride and ended with a smug smile. "he knows chacal an' i would rat'er make his hide ornamental."
her tail flicked. "who else asked?"