Hoshor Plains of a chain reaction of countermoves

Ariadne wasn't sure why Valiant was coming to her with this conversation and was starting to feel irritated. Her tail lashed, and she clamped her jaws as she attempted to take another steady breath. Whether it was his presence, the subject matter—knowing that Kukutux would accept Varië's intended with open arms—, or her season, it didn't matter. She was quickly growing tired of this conversation, sob story and all.

I do not think I am the right person to go to for parenting advice, she advised with an edge to her voice. I am not my mother's favorite at the moment, and if you are living in her pack one day, you are not going to want to be like me.