Swift
She glared down at him fiercely, as if about to beat the crap out of him, but instead inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to calm herself down. "Okay," she said, trying to sound as relaxed as possible. "We'll get her back soon enough." She turned and stormed off, towards the hunting grounds. She felt like she needed to brutally murder something, and she was a little hungry.







pud / demigirl / pan
