05-20-2012, 10:17 PM
She was not use to having one confront her when she was in a rage. Normally her siblings had stood at a distance and let her have her fits of anger and jealousy over the things she couldn't control, but after his initial reaction Helotes had not walked away. Her entire body turned rigid as the male cocooned her in his embrace and growled his fears back at her. She didn't even think as she whipped her head to the side, her fangs snapping at his face and oversized ears as she yowled. "Pray to what? pray to who?" she hissed as her heart raced. She was not a creature of God like others in the clan. The woman could not believe that if such a creature existed that the entire joke of her existence would have even been allowed, much less progress to this current state.
Her eyes were rimmed in white as her heart raced. She would have attempted to scar his face once again if she hadn't known raging against her mate was pointless and would just amount to even more trouble. Besides, he was the lone warrior in their ranks and being put out of commission by one's own clanmate wouldn't have settled well with their lord. Instead she sat curled in his arms as she growled and snarled threatening. She would not respond to his suggestions of her staying within the mansion when he knew well enough what the duties of her rank asked of her.. as well as her need to roam.
When the rattling threat of her voice was interrupted by the warning of the boiling water Helotes was quick to remove himself from her body to retrieve the liquid. She silently turned to watch him preparing the tea as she knew that there was nothing either of them could do.. though she hated the idea of having no control over the fate of the children or her own life. Her large ears drooped slightly as she finally spoke. "I can't Helotes.." She couldn't confine herself to a prison while the rest of the clan slaved in the mists of war. She was nothing special and she would not hold herself above the others in the lands because of the possibility of a litter that may or may not survive.
Her eyes were rimmed in white as her heart raced. She would have attempted to scar his face once again if she hadn't known raging against her mate was pointless and would just amount to even more trouble. Besides, he was the lone warrior in their ranks and being put out of commission by one's own clanmate wouldn't have settled well with their lord. Instead she sat curled in his arms as she growled and snarled threatening. She would not respond to his suggestions of her staying within the mansion when he knew well enough what the duties of her rank asked of her.. as well as her need to roam.
When the rattling threat of her voice was interrupted by the warning of the boiling water Helotes was quick to remove himself from her body to retrieve the liquid. She silently turned to watch him preparing the tea as she knew that there was nothing either of them could do.. though she hated the idea of having no control over the fate of the children or her own life. Her large ears drooped slightly as she finally spoke. "I can't Helotes.." She couldn't confine herself to a prison while the rest of the clan slaved in the mists of war. She was nothing special and she would not hold herself above the others in the lands because of the possibility of a litter that may or may not survive.