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Salvia Eternity · 02-17-2012, 02:10 PM

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There was impulse and the greater desire to obey, and of these two she differed to the latter. Salvia was more than capable of ripping her sister asunder; she cared little for family beyond the bonds established with her home. Those who were not made strong needed punishment, and those who betrayed sacred bonds were strangers to her. Had her impulse been stronger, she would have attacked her sister outright and brought about her end, unwilling to allow someone to threaten what she had worked so hard to maintain.

The mention of her brother’s name only further filled her with fury, and Salvia took one stiff-legged step forward. Again, her mother’s touch stilled her—this time it was stronger, a sharp tug as opposed to a gentle hand. Recognizing the command she stilled, but the ever present growl rolled from her chest, rising and falling as she breathed. While Eris offered the chance for reunion and home, Salvia’s burning eyes denied such a thing. Wretch had found her place living with the other tramontane dwellers, and if she abandoned them, why would she find it right to settle elsewhere? Those who fled homes were not worthy of such places.

Wordless, Salvia made her intentions clear. She would not disobey her mother, her leader, but she would not give quarter to the coyote-like woman that had once been family.

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