Sunshine, Daisies, Butter Mellow...

She had been relaxing peacefully, simply listening to the croaking of the frogs as she lay beside them. It was all she could really do whenever she wasn't taking trips outside of Habari. And she kept wondering and asking herself why the hell she kept coming back when she had every opportunity to just...leave and never come back. It's not like they were doing a good job of keeping her in check. How many times had she left now? And how many times had she gone unpunished let alone even confronted about it? Hell, even her own kids that she had run into once or twice while she had taken off didn't even so much as say anything when she ran into them. They either didn't care or were pretty fucking bad at doing what they were supposed to.

Whatever the case, as far as she was aware, she was the only one really doing anything. She worked on her fighting progress, attended the rare training that were far and few in between, and even helped Ghoul and whoever hunt for...the pack. Despite her extreme distaste, she always seemed to go above and beyond everyone else in the pack. And yet...

”Are you still so dumb as to not know how to keep yourself clean?” Head lifted when she heard the irritating grate of Habari's alpha. Ah, so the albino bitch had finally shown her face? Medusa narrowed her eyes, rolling them a moment later. She didn't bother to get up. Anytime she had a run-in with Recluse or her kids (with the exception of Ghoul), they always had something mean to say to her. They seemed to try and break her spirit over and over with their meanness, but as of late, their words just rolled off her back like water off a duck. What was it her father told her to do the next time someone tried to insult her? Oh yeah..."Bite me. Medusa doesn't need to wash off the hard work she has been doing." Her tone was flat, words practically challenging. Well it wasn't exactly a "fuck off" but, close enough right?


"Speech!"

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