To say that Ice was a liar wasn't entirely true. Black Ice had lived for a number of years in trusting happiness within the Ice Tundra pack. Mist had helped her, when no one could bare to so much as look at her. And because of that kindness, Ice has learned control, had learned to be somewhat good. She had relapses from time to time, but she'd also learned how to direct her negative emotions, and the anger away from those who mattered to her. What truly enraged the black bitch now, was the fact that the light queen, someone who was supposed to be good... was judging so very quickly on what Ice had once been, and no longer was. Hypocrite... closed-minded bitch... these thoughts raced through her mind, and with them, the growing power crackling through her body.
Kosses's next words had her chasing thoughts skidding to a halt, and the power growing, with them. She flicked her auds back against her skull, and snarled fiercely, snapping her jaws in warning when the other approached. Her dial dropped below her shoulders protecting her neck and chest, while her own tail took on a dominant pose, raised half over her back. "Careful who you threaten Kosses. I called you friend briefly, and i don't wish to spill your blood, or my own." She knew that eventually, the two of them would come to a head. The thought saddened her, and with the feeling of regret, the power cut off suddenly, leaving her coat a rumpled mess. Her tail dropped slightly, and she raised her head, auds flicking forward. She studied the other a moment longer, regret in her eyes. She could not help what pack she'd been born into. Without another word, she turned, and broke from the clearing, her black pelt disappearing quickly into the shadowed forest, back home. Her days numbered... She'd love to believe that. |
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