Wheeling Gull Isle drink and shout

the swear snapped heda's head around; she yanked away from caracal and stood trembling in shock and fury. 
"did ava fall into the sea while you were drinking, caracal redhawk?" she growled in perfect articulation. "did we almost lose her because this!" she cast her paw at him, "is more important to you?" now she was breathless; truly angry, truly furious. "i have a better idea. why don't you stay here, with john? you can talk about," she was shouting now, strained to her snapping point and finally breaking, "about how both of you failed our daughter!"
now she did whirl away, and took advantage of his sodden plight to try and run, as fast as she could, back into the protective emerald arms of the greenhills.