sad wife, unhappy life

This was more of the spiteful response that Azure had expected and been egging on that night in their den. Why she was giving this sass to him now and not then, he couldn't determine. Perhaps she really had been simply tired or trying to subdue him for his own good, but either way the fight had progressed long past the point where he could turn back time and accept his own faults in it.

Hana's words brought a challenging glint to his eyes, his muzzle tipping to the right as if he could see through the lava-rock pillars into the Col beyond to where this supposed replacement diplomat might be. It was ironic in ways, because Azure had met Keahi, and more than that, she wasn't a terrible wolf. Respectful, submissive and polite, she had ticked every box Hana did in their first meeting with ease. "Do you think she would?" He mused, a tint of cruelty in his tone like he was considering the other woman. "Perhaps I'd earn her favor by telling her that I'd demoted you to give her the sole spot. It was originally meant to be a position of one, after all."

"Speech"