warts and all

Rhythm wouldn't worry herself much on the logistics of the raid her mate and son hoped to carry out. Rhyme would make sure his half siblings made their way safely from captivity, and in her mind at least, Valentine would be there to back him up. She hated the thought of Rhyme returning to that place, putting himself at their mercy once more. However the trip was inevitable. Knowing the two of them would be there to look out for one another was one of her only consolations. The other was knowing her tormentor would be brought to justice. 

Valentine promised to carry out her wishes, the thought made her feel warm inside. The one who brought so much misery into her life would be taken from his own. Though she had never been one to condone such methods she cherished the thought of Valentine spilling his blood. 

They wouldn't linger on the past, but he echoed her sentiments, if only they could return to days gone by. That was an impossibility though. What was possible was garnering further revenge. "His bitch." her words came out more forcefully than she meant them too as she leaned into his soft fur. "She can burn with him for all the misery she caused me." The woman had been responsible for stealing away the pups forced upon her. Though she had no rational reason to love them they had been born of her own flesh and she did feel those strong emotions for them.