What is it you truly want?

Perhaps the Elders should not have allowed such strong willed females to be bred. In the pursuit to conquer the world, they had forgotten to squash down the stubborn, driven, and intelligent females. And perhaps, they should have been more careful with who they chose to run their patriarchy. For the words that left Erebos' lips send a furious shiver rolling through Eudora's body. Not fit to be an advisor? Fire lights in her heterochromatic eyes as she stares back at him, refusing to cower beneath his intimidation tactics. She may be a rule follower, but she was not foolish nor stupid or weak.

A snarl rises from her chest, anger radiating from her core. "You call me foolish and unfit, but here you are overreacting to a silly comment. Can you not handle a bit of stirring? A bit of challenge? Are you afraid of someone standing up to you? Better to just snuff them out instead of dealing with what they present?" The words snap from her mouth, teeth clacking loudly as she sneers at him. Her breath hitches, all earlier emotions dissipated into a hot pool of rage. He was the one so foolish to try and shove her down to the bottom. One day, he would see what grave mistake he did.

With a huff directly toward his face, she rises to her paws and turns away. Her tail flicks with agitation, ears slicked back against her head and eyes narrowed with distaste. Males were insufferable. Sauntering away from Erebos, through the willows, without a second look back, she leaves to sulk, ruminate, whatever it was she needed to do.

- Exit unless stopped -

Eudora Dunamis
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