Neela not knowing Amy's name is getting annoying for me writing, would one of you mind mentioning it please?.
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The blonde dog refused to move or leave and instead stood there, speaking calmly as though she had every right in the world to be here. It was all that Neela could do to prevent herself from lunging across the border, the collie practically spitting towards the yellow dog, her vocabulary automatically reverting to Spanish from stress. "Arrogante puta, quisiera ripear la cabeza!" Neela spat towards the dog, only distracted from her anger somewhat as Kiara spoke to her.
Neela noticed Kiara's fearful glance towards her knives and for a second her anger was back full force at the damage done to Kiara by the dog, that a simple tool could elicit a fear reaction from the white furred wolf. Unhappy about causing Kiara distress but unwilling to put the knives away and leave herself defenceless Neela simple kept her position and listened as Kiara spoke. "Medic… you mean Saul? No, he left." Neela turned her attention to the dog, "So that means that you can leave, you won’t find Saul here." Neela had very basic medical skills, most sailors from her town did, but she wasn't about to mention that. Neela's ears lowered fractionally at the memory of Saul's goodbye, the male had been somewhat of a friend and she had been sad to know that he was leaving.
"You may not enter," Neela said once again, knowingly repeating herself, "We won’t let you past the border and there's nobody for you to wait on who will. So unless you plan on giving birth at the border to a hostile pack then turn around, leave the packs to their business like a good little loner." Neela's voice dropped mocking and childish at the last words. Inwardly Neela savoured in the position she had just put the dog in. There was little chance that the golden furred brute could beat both her and Kiara in a fight while as heavily pregnant as she was now and Neela doubted that the slave at her feet would help her, heck from the looks of him he might help attack her, yet if the dog left now, after Neela's mocking words, it would be a major loss of face.
