we'll all be well tonight

Modesty didn't halt in her pursuit until they were standing face to face on the rooftop terrace, the slide down to the ground hardly enough to save the girl if she tried to flee. If Modesty called, others would come, best to keep this just the two of them for her own sake, no? Her head lowered to rest level with her spine and caracal ears pinned back against her skull, lips peeling back to reveal teeth, only parting to scoff when the intruder asked who she was. “I'm the leader here, and you're trespassing in the one place we don't allow guests, so who are you spying for?”

She didn't wait for an answer before she lunged, teeth aimed at the back of the smaller woman's neck, no intent to rip or tear, just hold as her kite swooped with talons extended to block the slide to the ground. If she was right about the pouch, perhaps this girl was a healer, and they could always use another one of those.

“Speech.”