diamonds come rolling out

Silver eyes squinted, it wasn’t like he was trying to be sneaky, and yet she didn’t round on him. There were no bared teeth, no snarls or tackles. Something was wrong. Sedna Archer (he didn’t see a need to add the Lyall, she was her mother’s daughter through and through), had always been so sure of herself, and never had any fear of punching above her weight. But it wasn’t even that. She hadn’t even noticed he was there. A frown pulled at the corners of his mouth, brow creasing as his eyes grew narrow. He was impatient for a reunion, and as much as he wanted her to spot him, to run to him, there was something vulnerable and sad about the way her shoulders hunched over. Her sigh was the final straw.

Instinctively stepping silently, the man moved forward, using his greater height to shove a shoulder into the grey coated woman’s neck area. She wouldn’t be able to see the waving of his tail, but she would feel the rumble of a growl in his chest, the way teeth came to drag across the top of her skull, no intention to harm but hoping to at least give one ear a solid tug as retribution for her complacency. Barracuda did not like to be left waiting for acknowledgement, even from one so haughty as Sedna.

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