I'M HEADED STRAIGHT TO THE CASTLE; (ignore)

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

Both of the groups that were now occupying Tanglewood she has equal hate for. That anyone would think it was okay to take what was not theirs or even step foot into these swamps with aggressive intentions would always be on her shit list. So the would both for equal treatment from the woman. There was no mercy from her home and she was not the type to give it either. Battles were fought and the lessons gained from such things were pounded into her skull. The enemy did not show mercy or forgiveness so why should she. Here and now she was glaring at a Palmclanner, daring them to take another step towards a piece of prey she had caught just recently. Watching his every step before she reached a paw out and pulled it towards herself. The look on his face was simply divine to her and she hoped he starved. He didn't seem to have a spine to try and take it from her.

Though commotion happened and she turned her gaze toward the two that were having a spat. Her rounded ears pulled forward and the animosity was clear here. They were supposed to be allies but it seemed that there was heat between them.
Hatred and rage and this perked her interest. Let them continue and tear apart their alliance. It would be good to see. The tribal woman arose from her porch and settled on the lower step, watching and waiting. Hearing Aurum's words she almost snorted herself. Egging on the fight seemed like a good idea and age had to agree that this woman was not running anything. "This one doubts that she could do anything to her. Palmclanner is weak."