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They had both changed so much in the time of a year and a few odd months. Aeron had her litter, and her child had grown up and was on a mission to killer her, while Charm…she was just as cold and as bitter as the she Sawtooth seemed to run.
She raised both hands up off the woman’s own cane. She glared at her as her own hand, her fingers stated to take shape of a letter, or something, then she shook her head. Dropping her head down shaking it. She knew that she wouldn’t understand this unspoken tongue that her aunt had taught her, words and letter done only with finger. ”You made the choices…” The female dipped her cane down so that she was able to use it for what it was.
The woman hunched over her stick turned her back as she put distance between the two; she wanted to be with this lady, she wanted nothing more than to be in the warmth of her arms again. ”You’ve always had the choice.” She spoke coldly to the lady.
Her lavender eyes narrowed down upon her.”You’re a joke.” She spoke slowly as she pushed her finger it’s the human letter “d” shape and then very quickly and harshly hit her chest with it, and then pointed her fingers flat out making her hand flat outward, using the finger points of her hand she pointed to the tip of her head and brought it down. Whether or not if the lady knew that she had just been called a dick head or not was not something Charm was going to worry about.