Since she had awoken from her prolonged sleep, Artemis had gone through a series of extreme moods and the anger was one she had become so familiar with as of late. The young silver princess had snapped at pack mates and strangers alike, throwing words at them like the worst type of weapon. She had been insulted back and nothing had ever been resolved, of course, but the tempered words had fueled her.
Never before had she attempted to hurt someone physically, though. A look of shock and surprise met her own, but she could see the anger beneath it, the natural response, and for a moment, she worried he might bite her in response. Instead, he apologized. Regret filled her soft blue eyes as she shook her head. "I'm sorry, that was..." That was... what, exactly? Uncalled for? Awful? Stupid? All of the above fit.
A nervous laugh escaped her then. Maybe if she had not allowed herself to fall into such a state of weakness it might have actually done something, but then, she was glad it hadn't. "Yeah... Yeah, I do."
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