12-03-2009, 01:36 AM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/rikka_table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:330px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> 300+ Rikka hated that this had happened. Hated how so quickly they were forced at odds again. Everything had been so nice, so pleasant. She had actually looked forward to getting back into the groove of living within the clan, after how well her mother had received her. But Kaena had gone and accepted something that grated against the hybrid's very soul and everything she believed in. She knew not everyone thought violence was wrong, it was her own personal opinion. The only people who though slavery was right though were sick and twisted individuals who got more enjoyment out of torturing others than anything else. She hadn't thought her mother to be such a person; she still held hope that the woman wasn't. It seemed the Lykoi matron was indeed ignorant to how much such a thing could upset her daughter as she at first appeared to take Vieira as the culprit of her displeasure and her fire faded when her last words were thrown out into the open. Rikka wished she could just look past this, as she did with other things, but it wasn't possible this time. There was a poor girl who was not being treated as she deserved and until she knew that Vieira was at least safe and wouldn't be harmed inside these borders she wouldn't be happy. She might be broken too far to be set free, but at the very least she could be treated with respect and kindness. The first words out of her mother's mouth made her lips twitch and a hot flame licked up at the boundaries of her willpower. Rikka hadn't been met with a thing that so outraged her before and her usually long fuse was quick to burn on this subject. Still, she didn't want this to turn into a yelling match if she could avoid it so she kept the anger down as best she could. "Since when did you start treating your own as property?" This wasn't some much loathed wolf, but a coyote. Vieira was probably more coyote than half the clan, even more coyote than Kaena herself. "She's no different than you or me. She has rights and feelings just like anyone else." How could Centurion not see that? "You know she won't. She's been too broken down by whatever monsters 'had' her before." She looked back out to the sea, distaste written all over her. "She's a sweet girl and she deserves to be treated right. I hope you're treating her well, she doesn't deserve to be hurt anymore." Rikka wouldn't stand by and let Vieira get hurt. |