Short as Phasma is leaving the two to catch up. A grudge was not an easy thing to be rid of, Phasma knew that both from experience and from simply observing others in their lives. Hate, revenge, blame, all of them were powerful things and she knew that not everyone could overcome such feelings, especially when it came to drastically changing their lives. It had been the coyotes that the male had tangled with and that fight had been the reason that the male had been exiled, at least from what she had been told. Even now Phasma still felt anger toward the coyotes for stealing away their original home but, unlike the fellow Skoll, she was not a fighter. She would not risk her live nor the lives of her friends and pack members to take back a piece of land. The raven woman was only half listening as the two spoke to one another, ears only perking in interest as Phoenix spoke once more. An offer to stay. The feeling became worse suddenly, despite the 'conditions' mentioned, and Phasma could no longer hide her displeasure at the concept. Turning away from the two males, Phasma frowned to her herself and began her quick trek away, almost figuring that neither would notice. It was a hasty decision, in her mind, and she needed to be away from the scene before speaking up on her thoughts. The raven woman was out of sight shortly after, though it wasn't her den the she was headed to. Instead, she turned when she met another stretch of the borders, making her way out of the lands and to the last place she ever thought she would go, Inferni. |
