Arrow Lake Answer now like an astronaut

Where he had started out as a hybrid, the more lack of self-preservation he showed, the less the red draped wraith thought of him. The dog was a fool, to a most extreme extent, and Atropos had no time for fools. She would sooner cut their strings short than deal with their antics. This one though, this one did not deserve her teeth, not because he had not earned her spiteful ire (he had) but because she could feel the whispers of some greater, more deserved end. Her sisters had not yet plucked his string, it seemed.

It was to her feet that she got, eyeing him cooly under that singular gaze now that the irritation had given way to spiritual understanding. His time would come. She was sure of it; it was just not yet her time to cut that string short. As a way of answer, Atropos would turn from him to walk away, a silent end to their "conversation" as far as she was concerned. Of course, if he followed, there was no telling what would happen.