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As soon as she had moved her fellow Dreamers had moved with them. She had been able to feel their own rage radiating around here like the rays of the sun on a scorching summer day. They had only been waiting for an excuse to attack and their Consul had given it to them. Savina was unsure of whether or not her action had been the wisest, but she had been unable to take any more tripe from these cretins. It was clear that diplomacy would solve nothing. Maska had been pompous and without a drop of humility for his action of war from the very start. He expected her to defer to him and she would not. She did not fear him, or his thugs. The Italian would give them all good reason to fear her, however.
The Dreaming leader spit out the sad remains of the AniWayan's throat in disgust and sharpened emerald eyes surveyed the chaos that had broken out in her wake. Leonard and Gotham were fighting the wolves who had made to move against her and Jazper was protecting his fallen daughter. There was only one other wolf Savina wanted to sink her teeth into. She searched the scene for Maska, but he had moved, and when she found him vicious snarl erupted from her throat. "DREAMERS STAND DOWN," she bellowed. Her body desired nothing but to continue the fight, but she would not risk Anu's life to satisfy her rage.
Her feral gaze connected with the sickly man's again, and they shone with a deadly madness that few had seen in those green depths. "I will not attempt to treat with a creature such as you any longer. It was a courtesy to even offer you diplomacy when you found such a thing beneath yourself," she growled, her voice taking on a deeper pitch. "I promise you, if you harm her any further—or gods forbid—kill her, I will not rest until you all are dead and sent to the deepest pits of hell." There was no hesitation, no waver in her voice. It would be clear to any who looked upon the ebon wolf that she meant those words with every fiber of her soul.
An angry jerk of her head sent a signal to her packmates to leave off and head back towards their home. They could not save Anu today—a fact that burned in her gut like a hot iron—but they would take Fia back to safety. The Consul waited until all of those that came with her were moving away and then gave the sorry excuse for a man one last look. "If any of yours try to hinder our way home, we will kill them too." The bloodstained leader's eyes shifted remorsefully onto her friend before she turned to leave.
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