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*Sendoa* · (This post was last modified: 10-26-2013, 07:39 PM by Sendoa.)

Almost as soon as her paws crossed the border she would whirl around and face him, eyes narrowing and lip curling ever so slightly. ?Do you have a death wish, Taurig?? The boy had been a fool to show up at such a scene, much less to show up and steal the third most highly ranking member of Glaciem - an enemy pack. What exactly possessed him to think that this had been a wise move? What made him think that he had gained anything out of all of this? She had been forced to make a decision that she was positive would hurt her brother in some way, and now here she was - out of harm's way but very far from doing any real good for Glaciem whom she still owed her loyalty. Her tail twitched irritatedly, not particularly at him - but rather at the situation as a whole. She loved Isardis to the moon and back but that didn't mean she agreed with or was proud of the decisions he had made as of late. Perhaps he would hate her for going, for allowing herself to be stolen away (though she doubted he would know she let herself be taken, for he had been involved in a fight of his own), or perhaps he would think of her as smart for offering herself as a martyr and keeping Taurig from the battle. Which way his mind would sway.. she had no way of guessing. She could only wait and hope it would be the latter - and that she could possibly, by some miracle, talk some sense into her pallid brother.

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