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Well. The vixen felt her ears flatten, her tail disappearing from behind her in a small glitch. No right to be? No. She didn't think that was right, no. Clearly the jaguar was naive. The raid on the Pitt would not wash away the blood they've shed, the lives taken, the prisoners tortured. No.
In the end, both sides were simply angry with each other. Both, to her, seemed to have plenty of 'valid reasons', but in the end, she didn't care. Kiira was tired. Tired of the bloodshed. Tired of the violence. Tired of a commonplace for hate, encouraged on both sides.
No. More than tired. Sick of it.
As Aurum and Kydobi went back and fourth, her frown soured. Her mitch-matches hues grew bitter. She had long since grown wary of Aurum, discouraged by his tendency for anger and potential for viciousness. She had no doubt that he probably had killed the jaguar, with her little cousin watching. But Kydobi was not helping, trading bitter words until the lion finally had enough of their futile argument.
Her white paws dug irritably into the ground. She would not attack. Orders, no orders. Kiira was a healer, not a fighter, but even if she hadn't the medical rank, she would leave before her claws injured another. Especially in such a pointless conflict as this.
Now I see, she mused with a growing ill feeling. Faithless fools.
For a moment, Kiira's cold stare fixed on Aurum. Frustrated. Upset. Then her subconscious responded, lashing out around her. She didn't want anymore violence. Neither sides were 'right' here. "Stop. Th-this is a pointless fight. N-no one needs to be hurt today."
"Kydobi... Plea-please just leave." Try again. Something, she thinks hopelessly, but he needed to leave.
[ anyone in close range to Kiira can have headaches of varying degrees ^^ It's her mental manipulation acting out ]
[/td][/tr][/table]In the end, both sides were simply angry with each other. Both, to her, seemed to have plenty of 'valid reasons', but in the end, she didn't care. Kiira was tired. Tired of the bloodshed. Tired of the violence. Tired of a commonplace for hate, encouraged on both sides.
No. More than tired. Sick of it.
As Aurum and Kydobi went back and fourth, her frown soured. Her mitch-matches hues grew bitter. She had long since grown wary of Aurum, discouraged by his tendency for anger and potential for viciousness. She had no doubt that he probably had killed the jaguar, with her little cousin watching. But Kydobi was not helping, trading bitter words until the lion finally had enough of their futile argument.
Her white paws dug irritably into the ground. She would not attack. Orders, no orders. Kiira was a healer, not a fighter, but even if she hadn't the medical rank, she would leave before her claws injured another. Especially in such a pointless conflict as this.
Now I see, she mused with a growing ill feeling. Faithless fools.
For a moment, Kiira's cold stare fixed on Aurum. Frustrated. Upset. Then her subconscious responded, lashing out around her. She didn't want anymore violence. Neither sides were 'right' here. "Stop. Th-this is a pointless fight. N-no one needs to be hurt today."
"Kydobi... Plea-please just leave." Try again. Something, she thinks hopelessly, but he needed to leave.
[ anyone in close range to Kiira can have headaches of varying degrees ^^ It's her mental manipulation acting out ]
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