Swiftcurrent Creek anything's better than letting her realize she can do better than me

silvertongue was not dissuaded from her activities with arric, allowing his kiss but rolling spryly to one hip and then emerging behind the beta as the name of crowfeather's lover was spoken. that title; it clenched her gut and something unspoken burned in her eyes. akavir was leaving, it seemed; she glanced between the two of them and then lifted her chin. "where are you going?" to answer; it was not a suggestion. and now a remembered time; a remembered cruelty; she gave a smile edged with iron and waited for akavir to answer.