Stick Stickly

...if her anger was not raw enough, it was the fact that even Acapella had been maimed that fueled the femme’s anger. Whereas she had only lost one eye the other femme lost both of hers… it wasn’t right. The femme had likely been punished for trying to help her… and for what gain, Marina asked herself? What gain did Talis really get out of this? She dug her claws back into the Earth, rumbling angrily to herself. She spun, snarling, half expecting one of her children… but it was not.

Marina let her fur lay a bit flatter, though not by much… she was still a ticking time bomb, and she clenched her jaw tightly for a long moment while looking at the Celestial alpha. Her single remaining eye reflected pain and frustration. “Regulus…” The female finally managed after a few moments, tilting her head to the male. “Everything is falling apart again…” The female shifted her head away from him again, a snarl in her throat.

“That insolent whelp that maimed me… he was Liar’s son.” She was shaking all over, not yet recovered from the battles she’d been through and certainly not ready to face things as they were. She kept her ears pinned back, her rage boiling over. “I’ll kill that mother fucker!” Marina snarled, turning her gaze back to Regulus. “I’m tired, Regulus, so tired of males walking on me. If I’m going to go down next time, by Gods it’ll be the last time… and I’ll take as many of those Talis bastards down with me as I can.”