Jezebel rolled her eyes as the girl spoke, completely exasperated by her and the way she was handling things—or in a way, not handling things. Skylar asked them to show respect when speaking of her family when she herself had been blatantly disrespectful to Jael's own grandmother right in front of the boy, and even disrespectful towards the clan, who in a way was family, by sneaking around unannounced onto their lands. When the young girl turned her back on them to speak with Jael, starting the water works in an apparent attempt to get some sympathy from the only person she could possibly get it from, Jezebel tensed her shoulders and took a step forward as if she might strike. It was about time someone slapped the girl anyway.
Kaena spoke then, saving Skylar from a bloody lip as Jezebel looked tensely towards the older woman, whom only rolled her single eye in disgust; Jezebel's own eyes ablaze with the beginnings of not only annoyance, but true anger. What Kaena said should have been spat at the girl well before now, defusing any ammo she might have against them, but Jezebel agreed whole heartedly with what the other woman said, nodding to show her support.
It was time to kick her ass to the curb, but before Jezebel could say so aloud Kaena sharply asked the girl where she was from, adding not so silently to Jael that she was not sure if this girl was being truthful or not, but they could bring this to the attention of her alphas. It was then that Skylar bolted, Jezebel barely having time to react as she reached out futilely to the girl who was long gone, in hopes of grabbing hold of her arm. Baring her teeth in accompaniment to the snarl that shook her own core, Jezebel turned to look both at Kaena and her grandson, the tiny woman vibrating with the irritation she felt.
“I'm going to go after her to make sure she stays damn well away from here,” Jezebel growled to them both, turning to leave but pausing mid step when a something came to mind. Turning back, sympathy peeking through the infernos that were her eyes, Jezebel uttered an, “I'm sorry,” to the boy before turning back once again to jog into the cover of the woods. She paused only once; bones and sinews reshaping and doubling the woman over as her nose elongated, spine cracked and hair blended in with the rest of her ashen fur, before continuing on once more in lupine form.