D?gmar seemed just as startled by the words that came out of her mouth as Acadia herself had been, though this Hati guy wasn't quite as phased by it. He was being a real asshat, if it actually was her focus at the moment. The thunder cloud woman seemed rather good humored about her lack of a good response to the bomb that had been so recently dropped. D?gmar was quite chill about the possibility that the patchwork girl might hate her, but Acadia didn't really know enough of life with a mother to understand that it might have better than the one she'd lived with a surrogate mother and then her father and uncles. It had been pretty good, to her, so she wasn't really mad that D?gmar had abandoned her and her siblings. Didn't really matter, in her head. She simply raised her shoulders in the beginnings of a shrug, regaining a little bit of her usual mannerisms after that little freak out. "No point hating you, not like it'll fix anything." She replied nonchalantly, shoulders falling back down heavily as her gaze wandered from her mother's face. Mother. Still weird.
Now, she settled for listening to the conversation that went on between the two other wolves in the cave. D?gmar seemed to take pity on her pouty uncle, and tried to help him regain his masculinity. The dark lass stifled a small peal of laughter at this, her big bad uncle was needing the approval of someone else. From what she understood, that wasn't even an issue with him. Clearly something was wrong here. She shook out her pelt thoughtlessly, ridding herself of yet more water. Packs, what a pointless thing. It was so much better to wander. You got to see so much, and no one ever really wanted shit from you. Packs wanted loyalty, and work, it was so much effort. She could get lost for days, and come back home, stay for a few days, then leave again. Wasn't that better? It was to her. Suddenly, the obsidian male directed a rather rude question to her. She wasn't a runt! She was the biggest of her siblings! His added comment made her lip curl in a sneer as she narrowed her eyes at him. "Of course he did, but I don't see the point on using them on an asshole who won't reciprocate the most basic rule of talking to other people." She snapped, melodies laden with sarcasm and mockery. She was her father's daughter all right.
OOC: Oh god Acadia why
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