SSWM - 472
As much as Mati had thought that her childhood was filled with dark days, it was coming to light that the two Chance siblings had lived in a much, much darker world. Mati did not consider her family life to be mixed up and confusing. The two attacks she had suffered where what she lingered on, but she had been older then pure puphood. None of the deceit that had been shared between mother and daughter, none of the pain that Tokyo had inflicted on Ares had touched her loving family. The lies Tokyo had spouted were rolling through her mind. She was far too gullible, to easily swayed. Princess was not a thief, and that had been just another diversion to distract Mati from seeing the true nature of their mother. The sacrifices that she had made were finally coming to light, how she had taken the risk in order to be here for someone that had not (seemingly) taken any sort of risk in order to stay with her. Ares was growing to be more of a coward each second that ticked by. It was wrong, and Mati knew it. He was simply frightened, and neither knew what things that had gone through the males mind before he left. There could be things that they couldn’t even imagine that pushed him from the Dreaming lands.
As Princess continued to speak, Mati listened carefully. As much as she might seem nonchalant about the safety of the pack borders and wrapped up in her own work Mati did care for those that belonged to the pack. Such a thing had been instilled in her, and as the Nanny and a Major she always feel back onto the basic morals of pack life. Protect and maintain. She did not like the idea of the Dahlian having the upper hand, knowing more about them then they did about her. It did not please her to know that she had already lied to Mati, pushed Ares from the lands and now intimidated Princess. She was easily becoming an enemy of the brown female. Now to think that she had treated her of children in such a way made her boil with anger and rage. “Don’t be scared, or think that you aren’t safe here.” Mati spoke with more confidence and hardness in her voice then comforting tenderness. She did not feel the need to coddle her, but dwelled on the hate she had for Tokyo. The stealing? Was that more then a lie, and an actual diversion for Tokyo instead? It didn’t matter, a mere detail. “If she comes here, she’ll regret it.” Mati spoke with a promise. It was not her nature to go looking for a fight, but if the Dahlian woman came to her door Mati would willingly rise to protect it.
By Erin<33