(--) lol eris is a brat
Eris is by Libri!
The dusky woman glared toward the other canine, taking in her four-legged form. Eris had used that form with great frequency as of late; she left her den as infrequently as a new mother. She would never be a new mother again -- deprived of her mate, she was a widow, and she would not have another. She only wished to bear Larkspur's children, and now he was dead.
Eris remained silent and still as the other woman spoke. Where once perhaps a great reaction might have occured, piqued interest and strong curiosity, there was only a mild tilt of her head. She laughed, a low and gravelly sort of chuckle entirely without mirth and amusement. Friends, she agreed, though the twist of the word made it clear their relationship had been anything but. Perhaps if he was still alive, she'd have his children -- she knew even now, in the depths of her sorrow, she would have had his children even while Larkspur was alive.
You can walk. I will ride, Eris said, putting her heels into the mare's side. While she spurred the horse forward, it was not nearer to the stranger -- she still gave the she-wolf a wide berth, though she turned in the saddle to face the other woman expectantly, taking her in all the while. She supposed she could see the resemblance. It is strongest in her eyes, the dark woman thought, and she felt a pang of something unpleasant at the thought of those eyes. How she still wanted him, so many months and -- years, even, yes -- after the fact.
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