(OOC: Sorry it’s so short. /: You two right these huge lovely posts and stuff, but one day I hope to do the same. As for today, not so much.)
Annoyed as she was Enya wasn’t foolish yet she wasn’t one to swallow her pride either. As the woman made her appearance she never flinched or wavered as the woman spoke she only kept her icy gaze locked on the pair. “Are you not a mother? Would you not tear the world apart for your child? Laws are meaningless when it comes to the life of a child. Certainly if you where a mother you would agree.” she spoke but her voice was cold. She didn’t care for threats she wanted her daughter. She didn’t care for this pack or a patch of land. She wanted what belonged to her.
When the dark she-wolf spoke of her daughter something in her cause her eyes to flicker with a sense of delight. “You have seen my daughter, her eyes much like a rare but beautiful stone filled with colors?” She kept a serious demeanor but she was eager to get her daughter back. The spawn of the tri-colored male would be a paw-full she admired her daughters ability but that didn’t lay to rest the fury she had for her daughters disobedience. She could be killed if she didn’t decide to kill the girl herself after this day.
A snarl echoed in her throat as she paced slightly watching the pair, she paused and gazed at them again. “I can control my anger but I would like my daughter, will you take me to her?” Her voice was cold once more but as she saw the slight smile on the male she now learned to be Galileo, she relaxed ever so slightly. “I am not a terrible wolf, no matter your actual perception of myself; I want my daughter, I want to return to my son. I do not make light of my own words for my children are my most prized possessions and I will go to the ends of the earth to protect what is my own. Certainly, you being pack wolves can understand this.” She spoke more monotone even and controlled.
Enya was not a touchy wolf now was she one to let go of pride and still she retained that she was still proud but she isn’t out to make enemies today. She waited patiently for the woman’s response. She shifted her focus slightly to Galileo, “You don’t have to protect him you know.” she was fond of his relaxed demeanor. Perhaps even under the right circumstances he could be a friend and yet perhaps it was not to be still Enya held more control of her emotions than most would think, all things considered.
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