Viora was certainly a force to be reckoned with when she was against someone of equal or lesser skill that was for sure I watched as she took hold and tugged on the noisy girl’s tail and her rage at being assaulted. My mother always had told me not to obey those that were unworthy, and this girl though a princess was hardly worthy in my eyes. My white gaze watched and I allowed my tail to wave lightly as the cloudy sky colored girl danced about. It appeared Viora as likewise in the same mindset as myself. She clearly didn’t respect the girl’s authority or else before now she would have stopped her assult and would have let her go. It was clear that she was done, the look in her eyes flashing between dismay and anger. Well perhaps it was time for me to break up the little girly squabble that was taking place.
I stood with easy my whole trained form rippling slightly as I did so taking one step forward on my blackended paws to close the distance so I would only need to do a single bound. I am born as an all-rounder, sure Alphonse and Mother were faster than I, but if I ever wished to prove my point I was certain I could knock either on their asses first. I was more like my father with muscled build apparently or perhaps my uncle, thick lean and strong and these girls were so small in frail before me. Least in my opinion.
My whole body arches back and while the red ‘princess’ of Glorall attacks my white hooded partner I will use the distraction to my advantage. I launch like a rocket letting one of my heavily flecked shoulders ram into her own frame to toss her to the ground. I would not pursue her after this move I would let her lay there or scramble up if she needed too and watch her with my white and very light green lined eyes before speaking. Hit or miss my words will be the same and my gaze still all the more piercing.
”If you want respect. Earn it. Prove to me that you deserve it. It is the way of the world. It isn’t simply given, child.” though we are the same age, at least I assume so, she acts more childish than a yearling pup. A shame, really. Perhaps she will learn from this, but I feel it is more likely that she will be crying to her father. A bad move perhaps on my own part to be bossing the daughter of the alpha, but hell if he can’t teach his daughter the simple virtues of life then perhaps he is not worthy of my respect either.
You’ll See Them In My Eyes
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