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03-10-2021, 06:35 PM
Resin could smell the nervousness in the air like a perfume. It wasn't a scent that she wanted to elicit from one of her pack, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. Aranea was already a nervous sort and it showed by their previous interactions. The woman's stance confirmed as much. It was as though she was trying to keep from folding in on herself. Resin paid it no mind. It wasn't like this was the first time another wolf had shown fear in her presence. Unlike some who might eat up the sensation, she simply pushed it aside. "I heard that you were injured. You seem to be getting along well enough." It was good. She didn't want any of her pack to be incapacitated. Not only because it was bad for the wolf, but it was bad for the pack. With the refusal of winters end, their meat supplies were running low. They needed every able body. "I also heard that you and Ulric are having some sort of tryst." She looked for confirmation in the woman's gaze before she continued. "I don't care what the two of you do behind closed doors, but when it begins to affect your performance, and more importantly, his performance, it becomes an issue." Black ears erect, she stared down at the smaller woman with her singular, burning orb. "Ulric has motherless children that need his attention. He is in line to potentially take over this pack. I can't have him injured or worse." Resin didn't want to chastise a grown woman, but there was a lot at stake here. "And next time you two decide to spend a night together, put something heavy against the door. I'm trying to undo the damage that you two inflicted on Ezra, but it's going to take time." Accidents happened. As long as Aranea and Ulric learned from them, all would be well. They were adults and could do as they wished, but their lives weren't the only ones affected by their actions. The loss of the children's mother was too fresh to see their father bedding another woman. "Speech"
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