02-10-2010, 03:30 PM
[html]urg, i am slow. 310 words
The immediate response threw Tokyo a bit off guard. It was one thing to want something to happen, it was quite another to witness it occurring before one's very eyes. Did Firefly really deserve this? Of course, of course she did, what was with all this second guessing of herself lately? Every decision she made was entirely and totally right. Regrets were a waste of time and effort and emotional pain. It was still difficult to watch the young Dahlian tear into someone she had once respected and admired. So her ice blue eyes slid away, slid to the little puppy peeking out once more, fascinated by these strange actions that these grown ups were performing. She pet him idly.
Some of Firefly's words stood out amongst the rest. Pregnant? Yeah, that was likely. She wasn't even showing at all. That was a stupid lie to try. Tokyo had given a better one to Corvus when he had been laying into her - some bullshit plea for her life in order to tend to some infant puppies back at her den. Pregnant or not, the Dahlian female had no interest in committing murder. She didn't have much of a conscience, but she doubted that that the sliver that existed would stand for something "evil" to that degree. It was upset enough on occasion of the sort-of-murders she had committed with her first litter. That hadn't really counted though because the puppies she killed were not real creatures, yet. There were merely balls of squirming furry potential. Firefly, though, was a real wolf, and killing her would most definitely count as murder.
"Stop. She's learned her lesson." Tokyo felt like she should justify her decision more, considering how gung-ho the young Dahlian was about it all. "We are not at war with her pack, and should not give them reason to change that."
The immediate response threw Tokyo a bit off guard. It was one thing to want something to happen, it was quite another to witness it occurring before one's very eyes. Did Firefly really deserve this? Of course, of course she did, what was with all this second guessing of herself lately? Every decision she made was entirely and totally right. Regrets were a waste of time and effort and emotional pain. It was still difficult to watch the young Dahlian tear into someone she had once respected and admired. So her ice blue eyes slid away, slid to the little puppy peeking out once more, fascinated by these strange actions that these grown ups were performing. She pet him idly.
Some of Firefly's words stood out amongst the rest. Pregnant? Yeah, that was likely. She wasn't even showing at all. That was a stupid lie to try. Tokyo had given a better one to Corvus when he had been laying into her - some bullshit plea for her life in order to tend to some infant puppies back at her den. Pregnant or not, the Dahlian female had no interest in committing murder. She didn't have much of a conscience, but she doubted that that the sliver that existed would stand for something "evil" to that degree. It was upset enough on occasion of the sort-of-murders she had committed with her first litter. That hadn't really counted though because the puppies she killed were not real creatures, yet. There were merely balls of squirming furry potential. Firefly, though, was a real wolf, and killing her would most definitely count as murder.
"Stop. She's learned her lesson." Tokyo felt like she should justify her decision more, considering how gung-ho the young Dahlian was about it all. "We are not at war with her pack, and should not give them reason to change that."