Raring to Go

*Malalia* · 04-30-2020, 11:38 PM

Malalia

The sound of the Warlord stepping into the dispute was an unexpected surprise, but not an unwelcome one. The yearling was pleased to see that she was right, that the little brat had become one all on his own. It certainly hadn't come from Sirius, who was giving the boy a good tongue-lashing at the moment. And yet, even under the gaze of his father, whom he'd threatened her with, the boy didn't back down. She might've respected that kind of stubbornness had it not come from some egotistical little shit-head.

Her eyes couldn't have rolled any harder when he tossed a cool look at her. You're the one who lost, remember? But more than likely, he didn't. Maybe he never would. Maybe he'd face all his downfalls with blatant denial, and she and her packmates would be the ones to suffer for it. The young woman hadn't paid much thought to who would be her next leader, one day. That was a mistake she wouldn't make again.

Azure was thinking, now, and when he raised his paw, the next words out of his mouth nearly dropped her jaw. She managed to remain expressionless, the only sign of her bubbling rage settling in the slight flick of her tail.

Cue internal screaming.

If Sirius hadn't been standing right there she might've bitten his face off.

But the she-wolf only smiled, and barked out a dry laugh. "You said it best yourself, right? You didn't win this, so you couldn't keep me here even if you wanted to." She pushed off her paws to stand at her full height, as short as she was. "Not that I think you do — I'm sure you'd rather get your timeout in private." She took two steps, and got right into his space, her eyes unflinching and a few inches from his own, just daring the boy make a move in front of his father. And ohhh, she wanted him to touch her, just so she could see the Warlord stomp on him for round two. "I never needed permission. I just stuck around long enough to hand your ass back to you."

Malalia held his gaze for a few heartbeats. Then, she simply nodded at Sirius, and whirled around, her tail almost-but-not-quite brushing across Azure's nose. Mal padded unhurriedly towards the Sea's Plain. She realized she was leaving, just as he'd given her "permission" to do, but there'd only been a few ways she could play this. She doubted she'd ever really win, in his eyes. Least she could do was go on about her business, and maybe get in a few jabs of her own.

"Speech"
[OOC: Oof, she's mad as hellllll, but that was perfect lmao.]

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