Bones of our Ancestors

She would sit near Starling when she felt the message was communicated, and she would keep her mouth shut, eyes flat and cold while the alpha spoke, giving his personal thoughts on. That would remain when Quelt spoke; she would not say a word, merely stare at him, emotionless. That dead gaze would be turned on Sparrow when she spat at Lillie; the only sign of Lillie's inner thoughts was a derisive curling of the lip, which lasted a mere second before smoothing out. This girl spoke of not snapping, and yet was growling and snarling at her. It was utterly disrespectful, and the Gison had to resist the urge to speak her mind. Then perhaps you shouldn't have spoken. The girl was a hypocrite; not even worthy of being listened to.

Starling would then speak up, and her head would whip around to stare at him. Her lip curled in a silent snarl, and her voice was chilled with her reply. "Perhaps you should learn yours, Vor." Her voice would be low, not audible except for those in the immediate vicinity. Eyes were narrowed and glittering with an icy anger; those eyes would linger on Star a bare second more before turning away, regardless if he was speaking or not. She would stand when the boy was done speaking, her indifferent expression not moving even when he was targeting specifically Raba. She'd turn her back on him, stalking back towards Finch, deliberately without a word until she was already starting towards Finch. She'd then speak only for a minute, before she was too far and she'd have to speak loudly, with once again only those in the vicinity hearing. "Call when I am needed." Her tone bid no arguments, nor any other option; it also expressly held the message of Do not call for any other reason. She would sit back next to Finch, if the girl allowed; lean on the bigger girl, or try, anyways, pressing into the warmth.

"Speech" "Language"