HALCYON

She doubted she would ever be fond of Medusa after this particular encounter, but it was what it was. They had both made their decisions, and with the queen's promise that she would never ask a favor again of the pallid she-wolf, Laxago rose to her feet. She still wanted to tear into the bitch, but she kept her composure, growling quietly before she turned rapidly on her heel, entirely done with this whole situation. The sooner it was all done with, the better. She wanted to find Deteste before Medusa butted her nose in -- to explain her reasoning to him and make certain he knew it was his choice. She paused before she left, her cool glare saying all it needed to say: I don't want anything from you.

Exeunt Laxago.