Shiki did not speak, but that was alright. Akemi’s attention, for the moment, wasn’t on her son. It was on the darker female, the one who had spoken with such malice moments ago. The female would give a snort. “You are lying through your teeth.” Akemi would begin, her fur still standing on end. This woman... She knew the type. The act. She would start to circle, moving closer to Shiki.
“...Funny how you guessed he was my son. Have you been stalking us?” Her good eye was still narrowed, and her body still on edge. “You’re just avoiding a fight.” Akemi would spit. “Picking on those weaker... Who do you think you are!?”
