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Meleys listens and waits, yet finds her patience so very much wanning. This woman would have never accepted the customs of Lanzadoii, with the words she spoke now. She was far too gentle for such harsh realities. It was a wonder at all how she had come to fall in love with her brother to begin with. Why had she left her homeland? Why flee from it, when she act so high now, that she was so much better then the fiendish Lanzadoii she had run to, so desperately so to become a part of. Fickle, so many women were. Tsk! Her tongue clicked on the roof of her mouth. 

Morweena does not answer the questions asked. Does not speak why she denied the help of healing aid. Does not speak why she calls her husband mad beyond his back. Meleys takes note of this. So does Dark Fang, who speaks it. Then she speaks of monsters, but what claims does she have to say this? Meleys had killed for Saatsine, but was it not true that both Blackfell and Gjalla were with her? That Gjalla did not lead the charge in spilling the blood of their own family member? No, no, it was not they who should be called monster. As they were disloyal to their own pack, they were disloyal to the man which founded it, disloyal to their blood. Meleys may be cruel, may be cold, but she was not a hypocrite of her own mortals or traitor to her own. 

Mothers? A scoff. These women aren't even old enough to have pups. They were still pups - yearlings. What did they know of how to care and raise young? It only proved how very new of a mother Star Eater was herself, to place her trust in those because they had a soft heart and sweet face. 

It is the stirring of Black Hawk from the den which had drawn Meleys' attention and her words there to follow only fueled her rage, as so it did Dark Fang's. It was she which Meleys would set her sights on through all this now. She had wanted to strut her defiance, now she had been noticed. My brother comes to visit his wife and pups and you look at him this way? Your chieftan? Traitor, traitors all the same! And she?? Blood. Lanzadoii. It made her worse then any of the rest. Meleys steps forward with a snarl. Show respect or I'll rip your head off your fucking neck you treacherous bitch.

She wanted it, was ready for it! Yes, let her put her teeth to action where words were spoken. They could end this little coop now, here, before it got any further.