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Sable laughed as Brill feebly tried to fight off her cub. It was a futile attempt at best, and she hated to call Kinicki off of a kill, but sadly, Brill was necessary until Tristan thought otherwise. She waited a few more seconds before whistling sharply. Kinicki jumped back, but he didn't return to her. Instead he just prowled, looking for an opening to attack the bleeding barbarian. Sable sighed and walked up, whacking him on the nose. Kinicki snarled and bit down on her arm brace. Sable bit him, and he finally backed down and gently lapped at her brace with his leathery tongue.
Sable looked at the barbarian, looking at each feature and slowly piecing apart his lineage. Next, she looked at that rogue bastard, Brill. He would be one of the first to "disappear" if she had any say in the matter. Sable sighed and knelt down beside Kinicki and looked at his sliced ear. It was barely even enough to tear his skin, but superficial wounds were always the most painful ones to bear. Sable scratched the underside of his jaw and smiled as she slowly stood.
"Tell me, were you actually trying to hurt my cub?" Sable sneered. "Oh, and to the rest of you that start talking in the negative about my cub...I'd watch out if I were you," she said with a smirk that could scare the Devil himself and a tone fit for Hell. "Wouldn't want to get hurt or anything now would we?" she said as she brushed a bit of hair behind her ear, revealing a nasty, gagged scar that curved down her neck and onto her shoulder.
Without batting an eye, she walked back to the pile of bodies with Kinicki and set them ablaze with a flint from her pocket. She watched as hair and clothes crinkled and then became ash. The smell of burning flesh drifted on the wind and she said a short prayer of peace under her breath. She looked at the sun and frowned. They were wasting time here in the open, soon it would be dark enough for the group to be easily ambushed.
Sable looked at the barbarian, looking at each feature and slowly piecing apart his lineage. Next, she looked at that rogue bastard, Brill. He would be one of the first to "disappear" if she had any say in the matter. Sable sighed and knelt down beside Kinicki and looked at his sliced ear. It was barely even enough to tear his skin, but superficial wounds were always the most painful ones to bear. Sable scratched the underside of his jaw and smiled as she slowly stood.
"Tell me, were you actually trying to hurt my cub?" Sable sneered. "Oh, and to the rest of you that start talking in the negative about my cub...I'd watch out if I were you," she said with a smirk that could scare the Devil himself and a tone fit for Hell. "Wouldn't want to get hurt or anything now would we?" she said as she brushed a bit of hair behind her ear, revealing a nasty, gagged scar that curved down her neck and onto her shoulder.
Without batting an eye, she walked back to the pile of bodies with Kinicki and set them ablaze with a flint from her pocket. She watched as hair and clothes crinkled and then became ash. The smell of burning flesh drifted on the wind and she said a short prayer of peace under her breath. She looked at the sun and frowned. They were wasting time here in the open, soon it would be dark enough for the group to be easily ambushed.