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Bone could see he was a bit surprised for a moment. She smirked. His answer was about what she expected. "Very well then. You could. But will you? I am not trespassing." She told him, her voice calm and smooth. "Killing is no fun without anger to motivate it." Silver Bone knew that. Ice Heart had told her himself. He knew best what it felt like to kill, he was a sadist and enjoyed seeing others in pain. But he had told her when he was mad at them it was more fun, because he would kill them in more gruesome ways. She thought her sadist brother was cruel and crazy. But she was still dangerous. She had been raised in Raven's Peak, after all. She wanted to sound feirce, as if she had killed as well, and as if she would. She could, but she had never done so.