BACK WITH A VENGEANCE // Samantha

A laugh came from Sam, but it was tinged with anger, a bitter smile carved onto her face. "Bitch, I'd like to see you try. Go ahead, attack me." She spat on the ground, her wings neatly pressing tighter against her back. If Aphra did attack her, Sam would serve her head on a silver platter and demand she'd be exiled. No, it wasn't going to that easy to tear her head off, so Sam wouldn't kill her. No, no she wouldn't. But the fire in her demanded that she did, to avenge Freyja.

"Why would I leave you be? You barely let her be." Sam snarled, the doberman continuing to stalk closer. She wished her ignition powers were useful for a bit more then just lighting the ends of sticks, but it would do, in a pinch. Her mind was seeking exactly where her knife was, need she conjure it. "You're a fucking coward, you know that?" Sam uttered, sharply. If someone thought she was there to make Aphra see the right way or another, they were dead wrong. Sam wasn't an angel of vengeance- she was Wrath, stalking and waiting to deliver.

"Marina is taking care of her. I made sure it was fine before I left." Sam replied, a sly smirk on her muzzle now. Those eyes of hers were dead on Aphra, making sure that ivory bitch was always in her sight. "Speaking of Marina, how you like your new battle wounds, hm?" Sam didn't know much about Aphra, but considering how she reacted when Marina tore her face a new one, it was a pinpoint she could attack. The doberman came to stop a mere few feet away from Aphra, that smirk still on her face.

"SPEECH"

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