Raring to Go

*Malalia* · 04-29-2020, 02:10 PM

Malalia

She really should've known better than to expect the barest fraction of humility. A pout and begrudging silence, Mal could have taken that in stride. But no -- even in defeat, Azure was unbowed beneath her, his bared fangs mirroring her own. Victory had never felt so unsatisfying.

The threat that slipped from his maw only made her ears stand erect, her green eyes narrowing to slits. "Really? You run around picking fights and then whine to daddy when you can't handle them? That sounds pretty pathetic. But hey -- " And the girl sat down, the picture of patience. "Please, tell him about this. Go right ahead. And while you're at it, I'm sure he'd love to hear why you attacked me in the first place." But Azure wasn't going to do shit, and she knew it, and he did, too. The Warlord loved his kids, she was sure, but Malalia just didn't believe that he coddled them to this degree.

She'd thought Azure to be overzealous, worked up over a pointless argument, and she'd been willing to play into it for a while. Her taunts had been merely that. But seeing him try and threaten her into submission left her prickled as a porcupine, blood boiling beneath her skin. He wasn't just an annoying little kid anymore; Mal didn't like him. 'Arrogant little ass.' Maybe he'd come into that all on his own. Maybe his bluff contained a shred of truth, and Sirius had allowed him to be that way.

Not that it mattered. The Warlord was certainly formidable, a man she respected, but... "I'm not afraid of your father," she growled, "and I'm definitely not afraid of you. You lost, so deal with it."

[OOC: Thanks! I didn't know with his rank if she'd win out or not so it's kind of a relief lol. And for sure! Hope y'all are doing well :)]

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