There was a paranoia in him, and she can see that with the way he acts. The conflict within the man was great, and it was apparent his brother had a hold on him…in a very different way than Azalea and Amaryllis.

”I guess only time will tell,” she mentioned, eyeing him carefully as he lowers his head and wishes he was gone. Faded away. It was a thing she never even thought about or considered. She tilted her pretty head a bit, sharp features considering what he said. She eyed his neck now, thinking of how easy it would be to take whatever blood she wanted from the bumbling male right now. She sighs a bit and bites her lip. She was in no position for a fight.

”Wasn’t here, hm? Where would you rather be right now?” she asked probingly, bringing her own paw back to her, crossing them as she kept herself rather high, confident, and pristine. Although she was dead serious about the safety of her future children, she naturally held this air to her that she was going to figure it out. Unbothered, perhaps. What could she do at this point anyway? She said her piece, and now it is just a matter of time.

”Who knows with this place, it brought us here, it might decide to spit us right out,” she pondered as she looked towards the mouth of the den. There was certainly something off about this place, and she wouldn’t be surprised if what she said was true.