Venemous Bitches

Amunet could feel the anger bubbling in her chest as the yearling insulted her. Lips pulled back to reveal dangerous canines. A growl rumbling deep within her throat. "You stand before Amunet Ithuriel, sister and queen to the Pharaoh and sun god himself Ra Ithuriel." She took a small, short step back so that their chests were no longer pushed together before she spoke again, the anger plain in her voice. "And you shall be repentant!"

With a smooth easy motion she shifted from her normal regal stature to that of a warrior, her knees bending slightly and tail swinging out behind her to maintain her balance. Ears tucked to her skull and her eyes narrowing. She spread her toes and using all her might tried to push the brunt of her weight into Nephthys by slamming her chest into the yearling's and bearing down on her. At the same time she tilted her head slightly to the right, gaping mouth seeking purchase on the middle of the left side of Nephthys' lower jaw, she hoped to clamp down on the flesh there.

The child would learn it's place!