remember when...

He might not have realised it but he was trying to make her the asshole. Not that she minded, but the uncertainty in his voice when he said that he would chose her didn't have her convinced. It hardened her spine and bought her quills back to bristling again. The worst part was, she could see herself liking the girl if circumstances were different. Jael was industrious and truth be told the pack needed more of that and less of... well whatever they had been up to this point. “The fact you moved her into the family wing speaks far more than kicking her onto the beach would.” A growl rumbled under her words. She wasn't going to let this go, but she could compromise, to an extent. “As you said, she's still not well, just move her downstairs somewhere... I like what she's got planned for the pool.” Her bitter tone spoke volumes on how much it took for her to admit that. “But if I catch a whiff of anything out of line I'll rip off her fucking tail and give it to the kids to make trinkets for Deluge to sell,” and after that, there would be ears and toes... She could drag it out if she had to.

“Speech.”