(359) NEVER FEAR. ERIS WILL MAKE HER S-M-R-T. except eris is a moron :c
There was a thrilling, vaguely familiar sense of control here. The sable coyote had never tasted true power in Eterne; she had been far too much a wolf for that, but there was an essence in the somewhat servile tendencies of her would-be uncles, and the clearly subservient tendencies of the slaves. There was something far more enjoyable when faced with one not of the slaves castes, however. The dark woman did not receive the same pleasure from ordering Molca around as she did twisting this pretty little thing about her fingers. Any sort of power was good; she realized that and did not scoff at what she had, but there was that extra flavor to this encounter she so enjoyed.
There was a change in the tawny canine, some shiver of realization creeping into her mind. She was soft and not used to the ways of this world. Eris would have pitied her, had she not experienced them and hardened for it. It would be just as hard to learn those lessons outside of Salsola as it would be within, but the pack would provide some form of support, something which Eris herself had lacked. The pale eyes of the stranger met her own for just an instant and broke away; Eris stiffened, now entirely unused to her gaze being met. There was no resistance within the icy eyes, however; The Auxiliary held the better cards. For this, she made no move to correct the woman's mistake, only offered that blank, slightly amused look, only her eyes belying the calm of the expression.
Russian? Oh, you are strong, then -- our dear Janos serves us well, and I think you shall, as well, the coyote said. Her lofty opinion of Janos was not without cause, after all -- he was a strength to Salsola, one of their very foundation. Strength isn't the only virtue, though. Perhaps you'll learn if you spend enough time with us, she said, rolling one coal shoulder. Some forms of cunning could be taught, others were natural talents honed only with years of experience. Still, there was promise in this one yet.
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