nobody trying to figure out if they're good or evil / pitt ardent

[ninazu]

BURN
BRIGHT

Breathing never failed to calm the lioness – except now, in this filthy swamp. Putrid funk filled the air, causing the woman’s nostrils to flare in quiet disgust. The Pitt’s slaves lived in better conditions than these savages; perhaps she ought to threaten the lazy with endless drownings in the Tanglewood’s territory. But Ninazu pushed those thoughts out of her mind; she came here for more than a fight. Something far better, actually.

Fire-tipped tail lashing behind her, the ardent looked into the rednecks’ territory. If she came here for anything other than political games, the woman wouldn’t have wasted her time with waiting prissy and proper by the scent lines. Yet wait she must, if she wanted to avoid the hassle of flaring their tempers.

“Tanglers, I hear you’re allies with the Rosebloods. I have some news – a firsthand account, even – that might interest you,” she called out, mirroring her earlier message to the Ascendants. As an afterthought, she appended, “I am Ninazu, leader of the Pitt. As a show of diplomacy, I have come alone.” Though she would not hesitate to fight if threatened; she remembered their raid on her home, with that ice masked mutt deflecting her lightning.

Ninazu wasn’t looking for a repeat of that day – not yet, anyway – but she wasn’t naive enough to think that the Tanglewoods were sure to take the news as passively as the Ascendants.

© MADI