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A sense of relief was all there were when finally the man turned and snapped. Tension had been present for a long while now, and the female’s reaction was just as quick; ears slapped against auburn pelt and pupils shrank in their maroon bath. Her own, ivory teeth glinted dangerously behind slightly parted lips, though she did not take the extra step to copy the male’s dominance entirely. He was the Aquila, and he was above her. But it wasn’t how it should be! That was the problem! She couldn’t hide her discontentment and resentment.
”My, you’re so observant,” she hissed out between clenched jaws, dark tail tossing behind her four-legged form. This wasn’t something she had intended to throw in his face, but there was a sick release to have the issue addressed, finally. Her muscles disliked the stillness, for angry energy wanted to make something more out of this. What the hell had Gabriel been thinking? And why did she keep asking this same question over and over when she already knew (believed she knew) why things had turned out this way. Favouritism and blood had been chosen before potential and dedication.
Lovely, copper pelt bristled as she chose her neck words, burning important bridges. ”You know what I think of blood traitors.” the words were low spoken, though beyond toxic at this time, but he had pushed her button and released the tiger from its cage.
Your faith walks on broken glass
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