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Can end here if you want, or you can reply again? :3 Either way, ALL AS PLANNED for Ezequiel. PMing you. <3
Tlantli is by Nat!
The pallid coyote stood and waited, breathing only by forcibly reminding herself to do so every now and then. Her heart seemed to thunder, and it was miraculous Eris did not hear it. Still, Tlantli dared not look up, even as she listened to Ezequiel speak. He was doing everything right, so far as she could tell -- this did not mean they were immune to a perceived insult. Tlantli knew their coal-furred Auxiliary was fickle in that way, and she knew this dark queen was the truest weakness Salsola had. Sirius still frightened her too deeply for her to even speak of; she did not possess the same healthy fear of her subleader.
When Anita arrived, the flaxen coyote nearly screamed; instead, she clenched her jaw shut, hoping the exchange in their own tongue would not spoil the progress Ezequiel had made thus far. Their light tones made it seem more a greeting than any kind of informative exchange, however, and Tlantli could not say for certain what they spoke of. The coyote waited, growing lightheaded as she did so. When Eris finally spoke, the words nearly stole the yellow hybrid's breath away, and a thunderous feeling of triumph replaced her anxiety. So great was her feeling of success, the yellow-furred woman could barely follow the next words Eris spoke.
As the woman continued, however, the feeling of triumph receded abruptly, most sharply when the dark woman turned her absinthe-hued eyes toward Tlantli herself, speaking in casual tones. The wheat-colored coyote could hardly keep the sourness from her face, but she made herself shrug, forcing her own smile. Thankfully, it did not look nearly as false as it felt. I live a quieter life. Wild celebration is not what I want, she said, stepping close to Ezequiel again. Unless my mate wants different, she added, mustering a reassuring smile. All was well with Ezequiel -- things had gone as she'd anticipated with him. It was Tlantli who had been slighted.
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