Slow crawl of day

“Watch it” he growled, any hint of humour flooding from his expression. He hesitated, but she didn’t deserve to know about his Zee. so his sudden anger could simply be a mystery to her. “Mind your manners, slave” He said instead. Feeling the slow burn of anger crawl through his veins. He couldn’t say why exactly, but the mere mention of his wife from the woman's mouth left him off kilter. He pushed aside the pain the anger covered, and he took a step back from her. Mostly to take himself away from the temptation of smacking her.

Dammit why did she manage to irritate him so easily? He would have to find the worst jobs possible for her the moment she was on her paws. He almost regretted promising her time to rest up. It might have been interesting to see her trying to drag herself up to First Light Point in her current condition. “I’ll let you be then, the sooner you heal, the sooner you won't be a total waste of space.” He growled, before turning and - definitely not fleeing - left the den

-exit unless stopped-

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