It was true, neither of the females cared for each other. Neither wished to be friends, companions in any way. It was so very obvious that Princess was far from interested in anything more then Haven, Mati was convinced. She was certain that the girl only confronted her because of Haven, because the only reason Mati remained standing in her place was because her agenda was so very similar. The two were more interested in each others brothers then anything else. Ares was to Princess as Haven was to Mati, and if such a thing were true Mati would be foolish to strike the other female. Not that she wished the touch the perfectly made up fey, not in a violent way of course. Never would she tangle her fingers within the tendrils of her mane, pull the stands until they threatened to release from her scalp. Never.
Violet eyes remained blank, but she was eager to know what she had to say for herself. It was long winded, and Mati let her talk without interruption. A hand stayed to her hip, seated at the curve. Each of the words written together to pronounce her innocence and to plead her case. Mati watched with as much calm and composure as she could collect and present, but was not sure how accepting and open minded she looked. So it was all Haven’s fault? Her hear hurt at the thought, but then she really couldn’t believe that her brother had truly done that. Though, a small part of her wished to apologize for his actions, alcohol had almost destroyed Haven and no one needed such disaster.
Mati did not want to know how badly both wanted what had happened. It made her increasingly uneasy, and she fought to hide that feeling as well. The young woman had fought to keep her ragged family together, and inch by inch the seams had come undone and slipped loose. She and Haven were harshly sewn together, and she wanted nothing more then to keep her brother. This female threatened to unravel their relationship. If Mati allowed them to walk away from this with peace in their minds then she was condoning their relationship, and if she fought it she would push Haven further and further. In the end Mati was never the reason for anyone to stick around, Haven would not choose her. It was better not make the option real.
She let silence seep into the space between them. Eyes not leaving the smaller wolfess. Defeat was not something that Mati wished to accept, but at the moment she could see no victory. Instead of calling out a lie, the earthen hued woman spoke simply, slowly and with a hardness that could have been confused with calmness. “Don’t hurt him.”, it was all Mati cared about. And it was not just a mere request and far from a plea. Mati would not beg, never. It was a demand, a threat and deep down, wrapped up in the heart that her mothers and siblings had shredded, it was a promise. Mati would never let her get away with it.
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