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"There is no need for goddamn explaining! He's a fucking traitor!" Hadn't they heard enough of this sniveling cowards words. It spoke everything they needed to know. Black began to crawl into the whites of her eyes as the stared, a shaking beginning in the warlion's body. The pastel pink of her irises began to deepen as she curled her muzzle a bit more and lowered her head. The temperature around her was dropping rapidly and she wanted to launch herself forward and tear into the margay. He wouldn't even fill her stomach for all he was worth and her jaws parted on a snarl. Yet she held herself back despite her feral instincts. Even as everything in her screamed to rip his flesh from his bones she didn't want to overstep her father. So she had to brace herself against the ground. Count to herself. Quell her ghoul side. It was definitely harder than it looked.