Whitefish River Shattering Everything

Tina appreciated how the girl didn't try and keep reins on her as if she were some pet, but she did bristle at the fact the the red head tried to use her as if she were some disposable.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Tina half turned from the russet babe, her silky banner swaying and swishing like that of a contemplative feline. In her chastising voice, she cooed to the company that was nearly now behind her,

So you plan to just throw me out there, steal from wolves I just might like, then return to you, give you the very stuff I worked hard for, then leave, empty pawed? No, No, No, girlie, that's not how you enlist a spy.

Oh, how close she was to making a friend. Shame if she would have wasted her breath on a selfish chick. And who knows,..the tables could be turned on her.
Tsk, Tsk, Tsk.