Redtail Rise the colloquy of monos and una

Avicus had rarely pulled rank in her time upon the Rise. she hadn't needed to. they knew her as master of the place, even if it took a little while to sink in.

undoubtedly, her standing here had been marred by her absence and subsequent sulking.

but to this extent?

she welcomes Augur's ministrations with a pleased mien before turning to Lilia, expecting the same.

it does not come. only Augur is greeted as leader.

a subterranean growl simmers in her throat, and she steps forward, chest-to-chest with Lilia, and lifts her crown and muzzle skyward, well clear of the girl's. indigo gaze cuts down toward the young Berserkr, demanding obedience.

i will leadh again, now, she says, addressing them both but still not relinquishing her stare. i am Wealda.

it's not a request. it's not a question.

and she will not be treated in this manner by some upstart girl not even of her blood. no matter how fond she has always been of Lilia.