Otatso Wetlands and if i catch it coming back my way, i'm gonna serve it to you

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Viinturuth’s words were resolute with the indication they had little chance of finding them now—something he quietly agreed with, which only fueled his frustration. He leveled his gaze to his brother—not speaking what he thought of it all: that if whoever had touched his daughter, Wren and Eshe even revealed themself, he would ensure they paid.

Because he hadn’t been able to make anyone pay for Ibis—nor for Lilitu, or Arielle. Moss.

“Fuck,” he hissed, spitting at the ground and swiping to it, the lower of his snarls raising for a moment. “Fuck!”

He raged—not quietly—wishing for nothing more but his teeth to grip something tangible—something that deserved this burning anger in him. Teeth clacking on empty air, he tried to quiet the snarl, hackles bristled—the complete contrast to his calmer sibling. “What am I even doing, Viin?”