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Vandal had never even heard of Snowbound before - perhaps that's already enough indication that they weren't pulling their weight. If Pincher is mad and her clanmates are mad then she's sure she's got every right to be mad after hearing what they have to say. They provided shelter and aid and received nothing in turn except a single party invite and a drop to neutrals. That doesn't even sound like a fare trade and Vandal's not too willing to let it go, and she knows none of her clanmates are either. If they're all going to start making up for things now, when the entirety of the Clan is already mad, she knows there likely won't be any going back.
"Oh, now you're trying to scrape up some excuse to pay us off?" She scoffs, sardonic, standing tall next to her brother and lashing her thick tail with agitation. The nerve, really. Perhaps she would've found it amusing, but Pitch's anger is pulling at her anger and she's getting less and less in control by the end of it. "To think you came here to drop us to neutrals, eh?" She cocks her head to one side, a mocking gesture, and flashes a sick smile towards the leader - formalities be damned, if this little pest came here to say they're dropped only to backpedal, Vandal isn't likely to let it go.
"And for what? All that effort for gems?" She laughs, then snaps her jaws at the air threateningly, hearing her sharp teeth meet in a resounding click. The humor of it all. "Like a few little shiny doo-dads are gonna fix what you're trying to pull right now." Her neon gaze turns to Pincher, almost desperate for him to say that there's no protection waiting for the Snowbound now - that there's no solace for them this time. Her talons dig deep into the familiar sands of the territory and she knows - she knows that this time, if there's going to be a fight, she's going to be ready. She's going to enjoy it.
"Oh, now you're trying to scrape up some excuse to pay us off?" She scoffs, sardonic, standing tall next to her brother and lashing her thick tail with agitation. The nerve, really. Perhaps she would've found it amusing, but Pitch's anger is pulling at her anger and she's getting less and less in control by the end of it. "To think you came here to drop us to neutrals, eh?" She cocks her head to one side, a mocking gesture, and flashes a sick smile towards the leader - formalities be damned, if this little pest came here to say they're dropped only to backpedal, Vandal isn't likely to let it go.
"And for what? All that effort for gems?" She laughs, then snaps her jaws at the air threateningly, hearing her sharp teeth meet in a resounding click. The humor of it all. "Like a few little shiny doo-dads are gonna fix what you're trying to pull right now." Her neon gaze turns to Pincher, almost desperate for him to say that there's no protection waiting for the Snowbound now - that there's no solace for them this time. Her talons dig deep into the familiar sands of the territory and she knows - she knows that this time, if there's going to be a fight, she's going to be ready. She's going to enjoy it.
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