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Wistful Beast
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Roxy's bright green eyes bore coldly into Muse's golden ones. She herself remembered what had happened in this very alley a while back. She could remember her tense muscles, the growling and snarling in her ears, and the coppery and sickening tang of her ex companion's blood. Roxy remembered turning her back on the seemingly unfamiliar and damaged figure that had limped away, her own body covered in a variety of wounds. She remembered the chill that had buffeted her bloodied fur as she limped back, heart heavy with loss and head foggy with anger. Roxy was still wounded by the conflict that led them to splitting their friendship, angry and conflicted about the whole fiasco. They had been so close at the time, laughing easily and speaking of the plans for their gangs. Things grew more troublesome when Roxy called for strict obedience and Muse yearned for a more relaxed take on things. Arguments stemmed from here and only got worse.
As for now, Roxy collected herself enough to have a relatively calm air about her that could easily be seen as coldness. When Muse further approached, she pushed her shoulder off of the wall to stand taller, arms crossed. She currently wore a nice dark vest over a crisp dark grey shirt, black jeans ironed, washed, and tucked neatly into combat boots. A gleaming metal chain hung loosely from her throat, her blonde hair styled up in a pony tail to better display the shaved portion of her head. Roxy was well put together as per usual, but seemed even more so as if she considered this confrontation as important business.
Tonya's display of aggression caused Riley and Biter to return the gestures. Riley growled, tensing up and lowering her head as her amber eyes targeted Tonya. Biter's lips were pulled back to reveal her metal capped canines, a little bit of saliva dripping threateningly onto the pavement. Roxy just seemed amused, one side of her mouth pulled up into a crooked smile of sorts to show off one of her pearly canine teeth. "Assuming she wasn't marked up by an initiation, Damara was still mine to hurt. "she replied, a low growling chuckle escaping her lips.
"Besides, I don't give a shit about your new territory. There was no patrol to chase me off and no sign that you had claimed it anyways. I only heard the news from the sniveling young woman you decided to claim as of late."Roxy added, taking a step forwards to further near Muse.
Roxy bared her teeth at Muse's comment about her being nervous. It was true that the growing gang had surprised her and made her a bit apprehensive, but she'd never admit to being wary. It was not her nature to admit weakness very easily since she thought she'd be seen as a poor leader if she did. "I'm far from nervous when it comes to facing your rag tag rang of turn cloaks and will not accept your cowardly truce."she began, moving so that she came face to face with Muse.
Continuing, Roxy chuckled once more and said, "All of the Kitty Kickers are traitors in one way or another. The former Dragons being traitors, same with those lousy Silent Scorpions you have taken under your wing. You have plenty of broken toys, Muse. I'd wonder where their loyalties really lie if I were you."
Roxy reached a hand out slowly and held it under Muse's chin as if observing her. Locking eyes, she quietly asked, "Where did your fire go, Musey? Are you suggesting peace so that you don't have to face the Onyx Dragons. That's cute."
She dropped her hand from Muse's face and offered a lopsided grin, hoping to play with Muse's mind. This confrontation was secretly hurting Roxy. She didn't want to speak to her former friend this way, never imagining she'd talk down to her. She knew it was the best for her gang to do so, but no one could erase of forget their history.
As for now, Roxy collected herself enough to have a relatively calm air about her that could easily be seen as coldness. When Muse further approached, she pushed her shoulder off of the wall to stand taller, arms crossed. She currently wore a nice dark vest over a crisp dark grey shirt, black jeans ironed, washed, and tucked neatly into combat boots. A gleaming metal chain hung loosely from her throat, her blonde hair styled up in a pony tail to better display the shaved portion of her head. Roxy was well put together as per usual, but seemed even more so as if she considered this confrontation as important business.
Tonya's display of aggression caused Riley and Biter to return the gestures. Riley growled, tensing up and lowering her head as her amber eyes targeted Tonya. Biter's lips were pulled back to reveal her metal capped canines, a little bit of saliva dripping threateningly onto the pavement. Roxy just seemed amused, one side of her mouth pulled up into a crooked smile of sorts to show off one of her pearly canine teeth. "Assuming she wasn't marked up by an initiation, Damara was still mine to hurt. "she replied, a low growling chuckle escaping her lips.
"Besides, I don't give a shit about your new territory. There was no patrol to chase me off and no sign that you had claimed it anyways. I only heard the news from the sniveling young woman you decided to claim as of late."Roxy added, taking a step forwards to further near Muse.
Roxy bared her teeth at Muse's comment about her being nervous. It was true that the growing gang had surprised her and made her a bit apprehensive, but she'd never admit to being wary. It was not her nature to admit weakness very easily since she thought she'd be seen as a poor leader if she did. "I'm far from nervous when it comes to facing your rag tag rang of turn cloaks and will not accept your cowardly truce."she began, moving so that she came face to face with Muse.
Continuing, Roxy chuckled once more and said, "All of the Kitty Kickers are traitors in one way or another. The former Dragons being traitors, same with those lousy Silent Scorpions you have taken under your wing. You have plenty of broken toys, Muse. I'd wonder where their loyalties really lie if I were you."
Roxy reached a hand out slowly and held it under Muse's chin as if observing her. Locking eyes, she quietly asked, "Where did your fire go, Musey? Are you suggesting peace so that you don't have to face the Onyx Dragons. That's cute."
She dropped her hand from Muse's face and offered a lopsided grin, hoping to play with Muse's mind. This confrontation was secretly hurting Roxy. She didn't want to speak to her former friend this way, never imagining she'd talk down to her. She knew it was the best for her gang to do so, but no one could erase of forget their history.
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