User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-28358106-20170502014500/@comment-28358106-20170514234928

Cyndwella folds her arms and tilts her head back. "Maybe not to you. I don't need a reason to dislike somebody.  You're in my town, and you're in my house.  You walk in here and expect me to just throw my arms open to anyone, it's YOU that needs to respect ME."

Tirush pauses and looks as if she's about to answer, then a smile crosses her face, as if she suddenly has an idea. She looks sideways at Cyndwella.

"And what of my daughter? She is new to the world of humans, and knows little of its simple happiness yet.  There are many things she has yet to know.  She has few friends, so very few.  What of her?  Would you take her to have ice cream with your own daughters?"

Cyndwella balks. "What? What sort of a question is that?"

"My girl, who is only ten. My precious Partha.  Would you take her for ice cream as well, or do you feel the same way about her as you do about me?  About my husband?  Does your anger remain directed at her?  She is, after all, a child of the family..."

Cyndwella fidgets uncomfortably. "...Well...of course I would. Get her ice cream, I mean. I wouldn't leave her out of something like that.  That's not just mean, it's cruel."

"Ah. Then I am glad to know that you will treat her with kindness." Tirush smiles, her tail weaving.

"...S-shut up," Is all Cyndwella says before folding her arms and pouting.