Eris is by Alaine!
The dark woman took several long steps back and away from Salvia and Molca both, glaring at them with deadly malice. She moved away more with the approach of the horse, crossing her arms over her chest, uncrossing them and sticking her hands on her hips, letting her arms drop to her sides, and repeating the whole process over again. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, halfway between charging forward and attacking again, and turning tail and fleeing. This latter was dismissed after a time, and eventually, so was the former -- the dark hybrid simply stared, lips still frozen into an ugly snarl.
Fine, she spat, when she saw Molca being lifted onto the horse. Take the stupid cunt. What use do I have for a slave that does not obey, that will not listen? Good luck with her, the coyote said, flinging a hand into the air with her frustration and disgust. May she serve you well, she said, her voice twisted with sarcasm. With that, she turned and stormed away from the rider and the slave, stomping her feet as she went.
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