i like those odds

She caught his sneer, and instantly her guard went up, a jaded look in her eyes as Carlys eyed the man suspiciously. There was no reason to be so rude but Rhaegara was painfully aware of the fact that not every wolf she met would be kind. She let a scowl onto her features at his words. “They’re called manners, fuckwad.” She could give out just as much as she could take. She started to snicker when she mentioned Carlys and there was a soft growl from her throat. Car rolled her eyes. “Watch your tongue or I’ll pluck out your eyes.” Great, Car, just great. She raised a brow at her friend who simply shifted to the ground next to her.

Laith. “Well then, what a displeasure to meet you.” She retorted dryly. Never before had she encountered such rudeness in a stranger. Hostility? Sure. She could understand hostility or a jaded demeanor, but this was something else. He was something else and she wasn’t a fan… why did he feel like she was eyeing her friend as a piece of meat… thankfully she had been training, and she had full plans to take him in a fight if it came to it, though she hoped to avoid it.

Her parents had always preached violence as a last resort… but look where it had gotten them. They were both dead and she a disgraced princess from her homeland… “Did a wolf shove a stick up your ass or are you normally just this unpleasant?” She just had to know, and if she didn’t know any better she’d think that perhaps she was even egging him on a bit. She couldn’t help it… perhaps it was the resentful cynic in her.