01-08-2021, 06:50 PM
The sound of someone's voice made the woman pause in her patrolling. She was alone for the most part but she was sure there were other Tanglers within the area that were out and about. Still the mention of the Palm Glades made her blood boil. She remembered clearly the attack on Salvia and the taunt of them fighting a child. No harm had come to theirs even though he had tried to mangle Aurum's son. They came and hunted on their lands and for what this do called desperation. A low growl emitted from the pale lioness' throat as she moved through the swamp. Her powerful figure easily slipping through the murky waters. "She claims desperation. All this one hears is lies." Her tail lashed back and forth, flaming mane becoming wilder and untamed as she looked at the hybrid. Her flicked her eyes down to the basket and all she wanted to do was swipe it. Throw the basket into the sodden swamp and tarnish these so called gifts. But she held herself back and turned her crystal gaze on the other that had come here. She was his Shadow Regent. She had to wait for him. But everything in her screamed to turn her away. Get her out of this swamp.
"She and her's sided with a tyrant. Saw how the Coalition treated the Tanglewood people. Battered and starved us. Attacked us. Stole from us and never once did this one's own think to say no. They helped him and now she comes after the damage is done, after we have lost so much. Lost our leader, to ask for better. This one spits on her words and too late actions." The woman's voice lowered a growl rumbling in her chest. Hatred sparked in her heart and she whips her flame tipped tail against the more solid ground, claws unsheathed as her peach toned muzzle curled to reveal sharp teeth. The huntress of flames felt it crackling in her veins but she still had to wait. Wait for the Luminary and his words. The only group that had been given truce was the Pitt. This was no Pittian.
"She and her's sided with a tyrant. Saw how the Coalition treated the Tanglewood people. Battered and starved us. Attacked us. Stole from us and never once did this one's own think to say no. They helped him and now she comes after the damage is done, after we have lost so much. Lost our leader, to ask for better. This one spits on her words and too late actions." The woman's voice lowered a growl rumbling in her chest. Hatred sparked in her heart and she whips her flame tipped tail against the more solid ground, claws unsheathed as her peach toned muzzle curled to reveal sharp teeth. The huntress of flames felt it crackling in her veins but she still had to wait. Wait for the Luminary and his words. The only group that had been given truce was the Pitt. This was no Pittian.