Ankyra Sound i aim to die

she's not minding tux when he speaks again, distracted by their marking and the uncertainty of the sound. she isn't threatened by caiaphas even with their packs' histories, but she isn't exactly looking for another war, either. if they bring one to drageda's doorsteps then she will rise to meet the occasion -- let them be the first to make a move. blixen isn't the same idiot hot head she was in her youth (well, only a little) -- she's learned enough to know this is a situation better to hold back on. at least for now.

all this to say her thoughts are not entirely collected when her little brother opens his mouth to ask her where her cock is.

"chit," blix says, alarmed. for a minute she thinks she must have misheard -- maybe he was saying where's your kok au, only that doesn't make any sense, so, no, he did ask what he asked, huh. flustered, she straightens up and says with more dignity than she should be able to summon at the moment, "i don't have one." 

please, god, let that be the end of it, she is not equipped to give the talk.