Tip-Toe Through The Window

Recluse stumbled away as her uncle charged in, overpowering the woman as Recluse emptied the contents of her stomach onto the ground. It didn't take long for her senior warrior to clearly win and Recluse heard the woman's own retching. She swiped at her mouth with a foreleg and spun around to glare at the skull marked woman.

Her uncle was ordering her back across the border and... "No!" She barked, a little harsher than she intended. The woman shook her head and moved to stand beside her uncle. "No." She said again, softer this time. "Trespassers are to be made an example of." The woman held not pack scent and she said the next words with all the authority she could summon. "You are now a Se'irim, you are not to leave the packlands at all and are to follow the orders of your betters. You forfeited your personal freedoms when you chose to ignore our borders and as such are not to be treated with any respect. Now get up and take a fucking bath!" Her tone was harsh, no sympathy for the woman to be found in her words.

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