Whoops you messed up

Deluge was nothing if not predictable. Her father's daughter through and through.

She scoffed at the words, "You never asked..." It was a statement, and an accusation, she saw the flick of her daughters eyes and read it for what it was.

She angled her shoulder so Deluge would get a mouthful of teeth and opened her jaws to snap at her daughters ribs on the left. Her mouth was itching before she clamped down but a message needed to be sent. She used the momentum to push the slightly larger woman to the ground, a paw rising to press into her throat, blood clinging to the fur where she had already struck. It was short and brutal, but any more would risk harm to the pups and the low growl in her throat, the press of her nose against her daughter's temple should send all the message she needed to. The girl was a fool, and this was still her mother's pack. As Deluge went slack beneath her paws she stepped back, watching her daughter rise, head hung low. Modesty snorted a dismissal, but she wouldn't take her eyes off the little viper. Not yet.

"speech"