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*Valkyrie 1* · 02-27-2021, 10:07 AM

Had her eyes not already been narrowed Deion's willingness to agree with her would have done the trick. She hadn't given the outcome of the confrontation any thought, but it was safe to say she hadn't thought his acknowledgement was a possibility even though Deion had been in the wrong. Her goal, if she'd had time to decide one before confronting him, would have been to right the wrong that had been done to her. Part of that was an admission of guilt, but this way? A simple four word concession? That was unsatisfying.

Valkyrie started to growl lowly as Deion began speaking again. The sound grew louder as the point he was striving to make became clear. As the last word left his mouth it was like permission had been given for Valkyrie to move. The shackles of rage fell away and she lunged forward intent on slapping Deion across the face with her unsheathed claws. "You idiot! Of all the low, weak mewlings I've heard that is the most pitiful!" One slap wasn't enough so success or failure she would continue trying to claw him as she shouted. "You were not some outsider, you were my friend! I was counting on you!"

Oh, she wanted to tear him to ribbons. Every day had been a struggle. The wolves of Boreas were weak and lazy, and goading them into anything other than a raid had been a lesson in futility, especially in the beginning. By the time she'd made her agreement with Fireside their numbers had dwindled and the only a few loyal wolves remained. Valkyrie didn't regret any of it, but how different would life be today if her friends, those who had agreed to join her way back in the old country, had kept their word?

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