what am I coming home to

Aryn crumpled under her, the woman clearly had no real instincts to protect herself and she caved under Recluse's weight. She quickly pushed a paw at Aryn's head, forcing it towards the ground and holding her down while also keeping the woman from biting back at her. Not that Aryn even tried, she was attempting instead to explain, to apologize. Recluse felt her irritation only grow. "We were all sick!"  She snarled, her fangs hovering dangerously close to Aryn's muzzle. "Your packmates were sick, I gave birth with a fucking crystal growing from my eye. Veigar was sick." The last bit was said slowly, carefully and dripping with all the malice she could summon.

"And you abandoned him." She pulled her face away then, and observed her. "So what do you think your punishment should be hmm?" It wasn't really a question that Aryn could answer, but Recluse wasn't about to not enjoy herself a little bit.

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