Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28358106-20180125155328

(S9/Kc) Rather than soften Tirush's stance, the sorry state Kittycut's drinking has put her in, along with her childish weeping, takes the opposite effect. The Copper Wyvern's patience comes to its bare minimum, and though she manages to keep from snapping at her, her tone is scolding.

"Listen to my words again, for I will not repeat them, mey'kah! I do not want to fight you, and I do not want to kill. I also do not care how you choose, why you choose.  Do as you will.  But if I answer the call for blood, and you try and stop me, you will be my enemy.  Do not make the mistake of thinking that I would not burn the mountains, or turn the land into a lake of fire, to defend my love.  Make of that what you shall, I care not what."

She readjusts her grip on her plate and jug, being unused to carrying such things.

"Now I will talk of this no more. I am happy, and want to eat and enjoy my family while we have no cares today.  Tomorrow may bring different things, and will have troubles of its own."

With a swish of her tail, she turns and walks back to the group.