Small stark paws walked over the floor and rounded ears twitched lightly, her parents were sound asleep as well as her siblings. The normally quiet child was making her way over to the kitchen being careful not to make the floor squeak in the slightest, her father had strictly told her no sweets before bed but even so, that hadn't stopped her. Taiga Kingmaker-Volkov was determined when her heart was set on something and she wanted those chocolate chip cookies that her siblings and papa had made. She stopped for a moment glancing around only to take slower steps into the kitchen with her mismatched gaze already looking around for the jar, her fur immediately fluffing up in delight when she spotted it. It was somewhere that she couldn't reach but Taiga knew that she could make it work, she wanted those cookies badly. Thus began her clumsy trek to retrieve those cookies, a shy smile on her face as she began to try hopping up onto the counter.

She managed to get a grip and immediately used her back legs to push herself forward, the small tigress let out a quiet squeal of joy but she immediately put a paw over her maw. She had to be quiet. Taiga crept forward with both of her ears pressed flat against her skull, damn, she had to make another jump to reach the jar. She paused for a moment making sure that she hadn't woken up anyone from her family, the small cub lowered herself into a crouch only to spring forward clawing at the wood until she propped herself forward. Her large paws grabbing onto the cookie jar and immediately took off the jar, she had done it. It wasn't long until the small cub had scarfed down most of the cookies, she glanced around wondering how she would get down from the cabinet and to bed. She shifted slightly not realizing the jar was close to the edge, her leg moving and pushing the jar. She reached forward but it was much too late. Taiga flinched as the cookie jar scattered into several pieces, she looked over the edge not being careful of how she stood. Down she went but managed to land on her paws, her fur standing and sticking in every direction with widened eyes.

She sighed quietly only to squeak in pain realizing that one of the glass shards had sunk into one of her pawpads, a frown on her maw as her eyes began to well up with tears. Her parents and siblings would be mad at her, Taiga swallowed quietly making her way out quickly from her home deciding that she would go to her aunt's house. Just for the rest of the night. A hiss of pain left her as she leapt over the porch and glanced around the town. Where... Where did her aunt live again? She bit her lip and could already hear the voices in her house so she bolted for it, she was a mere white blur that passed the houses only to stop at one. Oh, this one was very lovely. She was absolutely certain that Moth lived here, she thought about knocking but the lights were out.

She noticed one of the windows were opened, Taiga slunk forward only to leap forward into the home without much of a sound. She knocked over one of the potted plants and winced only to ease herself down onto the ground. Her body crept into the kitchen and frowned when she saw a few teacups, she stood on her back legs to get a closer look and used a large paw to bring them near her face for a better view of these small teacups. Unfortunately, the cub was clumsy and ended up dropping these said teacups listening to each one shatter as it hit the floor. She winced looking at the mess and the blood trail she was making. Suddenly, there was a voice that was demanding to know who was there. That wasn't Moth.

Taiga made a run for the door and opened it, she would run off again not wanting to be seen. All she could hear behind her was some odd sayings that flew over her head. She hadn't been looking where she was going only to run into a door, it was familiar. This was it, her aunt's home. Taiga thought thoroughly about knocking but what if that angry voice found her, the tiger cub glanced around for an opening and when she found it. The small Kingmaker child crept into it without a sound. She took a deep breath deciding to stay quiet for now even if her paw was bleeding a lot now. Her parents would be so mad at her.

Sophiea had been sound asleep with the moonlight blanketing her and her screech owl had gone out to hunt, the British woman didn't need to worry about the Coalition anymore yet her paws twitched with slight discomfort remembering how claws had traced over her back only to dig into her belly with a quick swipe... Eventually, the stark paws reached out towards her wings and Sophiea could feel her body beginning to shake with soft mumbling under her breath "No... No.... No..." A nightmare that kept her trapped, she normally jolted up with tears leaving her but this time... Sophiea was unable to escape it, a soft whimper leaving her as the memory began to play within her mind. His dark chuckle causing shivers to run down her spine and once more, he would reach out with outstretched claws tracing them over her throat until- SMASH. The sound of glass had woke her up, she sat up in her bed letting out a few quiet pants with her heart racing in her chest, a few tears dripping down her cheeks as her winged shifted behind her.

She wiped away at the tears wondering if Archimedes had gone to the kitchen again and broke something by accident yet when she turned, she found that the avian was on his perch tilting his head at her. "If you're here... Whose down there?" Sophiea would mumble as she immediately slipped out of bed with the fur on her spine beginning to rise, her stumpy tail wiggling with some form of anxiety. She took a deep breath making her way out of her attic only to tell with a snarl leaving her "Who the bloody hell are you and what are you doing in my house?" Clearly, that had been enough to chase away the intruder as the sound of thumping began loud. Sophiea would head downstairs with a grown only to switch the lights on to the kitchen and her heart immediately dropped when she realized what had been broken.

It had been the only thing that her nan had given her, Sophiea could remember always asking if she could use the tea set until her nan eventually decided that she wished to give it to Soph. Now, it was shattered and broken. She bit the inside of her right cheek feeling her confusion turn into seething anger, her fur spiked in all directions. The British woman began to let out a string of loud curses as she picked up the shards feeling her paws shaking, her attention diverted when Salvia spoke to her inquiring if she had seen anyone. "No, I did not see who the absolute prick is! Goodnight!" With that, she had slammed the door shut not bothering to even look over at Aurum but she did hear that he knew who the culprit was, her immediate thought was one of his cubs.

Why the damn was a child in her home to begin with? Did her standoffish demeanor not ward them away enough? Regardless, the frustrated woman would begin to pick up the remnants of a gift that was given to her when she had been a mere child. Her eyes stung as tears formed, they began to fall as Sophiea threw away the shards still feeling that anger forming within her. It was far from repair but the thought of leaving the child infested swamp fizzled in her mind, Sophiea wouldn't lash out at any of her fellow clanmates but she was absolutely cross and would be for the next few days. A week at max. She tried to distract her rage though it was proving to be rather difficult, Sophiea took a deep breath digging through her mind for a solution. Goldenluxury.

The thought of the other woman was enough to briefly soothe the seething British woman, her thoughts lingered for a moment and could recall the merchants that Goldie mentioned in their letters. Maybe... She could go there and see if they have any tea sets... It would replace the one given to her by her nan, sure, but it wouldn't mean the same. She wiped away her tears with a growl already heading upstairs to her attic. Sophiea probably wouldn't even bother talking to Aurum about what had happened tonight, it would be brushed under the rug. Just as her feelings and that was fine, she supposed. With a sniffle, she curled up in her bed not uttering another word until she fell asleep.

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