Stone Circle I slithered here from Eden

please forgive me ;-;

She’d paced beside them in perfectly civil silence- at first.

Until she could no longer nurse her pounding stress and the sparks of irritation that ignited into a roaring flame beyond restraint with Moss' every subsequent spoken word-

“Spirits!” She spins. “Do you ever stop talking!? Shut the hell up! I can’t take this, seriously! I’ve got a dead alpha, an awol hunter, a failed alliance, seven shrill puppies-”

“-and somehow the most unbearable thing to deal with is you!”