Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26084401-20150728042031/@comment-26208189-20150809205936

(Wow okay I didn't understand that, Courtney.)

It was hard to stay calm when family attacks family.

Instead of a revengeful slap, Lyallie curled her fingers where her claws sharpened instantaneously. Her slaps would've been less painful because of her gloves' cushioning ability, but her claws, ah, her claws always sharpened when she wanted.

She delivered a blow, a claw straight to Ember's left cheek, and also a bit to her hair. "I know my place," Lyallie seethed, "And it's well above yours. You're not even full wolf!" She huffed. She puffed. But she didn't blow the house down. Not yet.

"Look," she said as she lifted a clawed finger. "Fine. I'll stop. But have you understand this. You just as much as lay another paw on me, and I will not hesitate to cut your tail off. I've never known what wolf... I mean... coyote-wolf sounds like when it's about to die."