Otatso Wetlands Break free and leave us in ruins

I don't take orders from you, she frigidly reminded Mahler, and I do not require the protection of any man, you misogynist prick. I can handle myself. She kept her gaze focused on him a long while, daring him to speak and try to absolve himself of the things she'd named him, and then turned and left anyway. Left both of them, for she aimed a temperamental snap in Stag's direction that warned him not to follow.

Not because Mahler had commanded her to go, but because Wylla was sick of the sight of him, and upset about Stag's behaviour, and she couldn't stand to remain here with either of them presently.