Beneath a Bloodred Sky (IVORY RIDGE)

Rœkia was stunned by the pain that blared white hot through her body. She didn't have a chance of fighting back as the other woman pinned her to the ground and snarled out demands. "Alright, alright, you got me, I surrender." She didn't mean a word of it but if it got the other woman to pause in her assault, well, Rœkia had never had a problem lying. Her tongue ran lightly across her lips as she thought about Karabela's question. "Why? Such an odd question but then I suppose Dægmar's brood always was more brawn than brain." She yelped suddenly as fangs ripped at her scruff again. "Ow! Ow! Ok! Goodness, what a temper. I was just having a little fun you see, that bitch Birna needs to be paid back for the blood she spilled, as for you our families go way, wayyyy back but you wouldn't know much about that would you pup? Since dear old Dægmar had to go and become bear food before-"

"Speech"