like a sick domestic abuser, looking for a fight
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     Jazper's transformation from defensive to dumbstruck barely registered to the enraged female. Oh yes, pups had come from his actions. What a surprise. What did they all think could happen when they did those things? They were always surprised at the outcome of their seemingly harmless dalliances. It filled her with fury. They were always the ones who got hurt. The ones who got stuck when males could easily skip out on the responsibility and leave their children fatherless. It had happened to her. It had happened to Ghita. Serge had done what he wanted with their mother and then when the reality had come up he had left her. Abandoned her as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Savina was sick of it. She wasn't going to stand idly by anymore. Enough was enough.


     But then her sister came to her side and spoke up. Her head turned to look at her sibling apologetically, some of the fire leaving her. "Sono spiacente. Non era il mio luogo." She really hadn't meant to make this any more painful for Ghita, she just hadn't been able to control herself. Affectionately she nudged her sister, a silent promise not to say any more on that particular subject. It seemed that her transgression had calmed her down but then Jazper shouldered his way in between them and the anger came back in full force. She snarled menacingly at the male and it took all the control she had not to strike out at him for coming between her and her sister. How dare he.


     His words were lost on her and she wanted nothing more than to shove him unceremoniously out of the way just as he had done to her. For her sister's sake she refrained, however difficult as it was. Seething she roared angrily, swiping at the grass and stalking a few feet away. She sat down with her back to the pair, fur still standing on end and snarl still on her face. Gods help the man if he tried to come over here.

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