scandalous | carving

[SOJOURN]

The thought of being bothered had not truly occurred to her. She had presumed they would be too busy with their festivities to notice anything else. Yet here was someone. Inferno. She remembered them, she knew them. Yet she had no inkling of feelings. Her gaze lifted from the broken thing in her paws and she waited for a moment. Then another before she gave a smile. A small smirk that slithered across her muzzle. "A carving. I'm caring. It helps me sometimes with the things that bother me." The sounds in her head. With a sigh the woman then looked down at the carving only to tense up at the sudden voice of her mother. A vile feeling slipped along her shoulders and spine, bile in her throat. She narrowed her gaze and a soft chuckle left her. "Burn it? Burn my brother. Well why not."

Picking up the carving of the lion she allowed the pieces to fall in front of the other woman with ease. "You can burn him. Then there will be nothing left. It'll be great." Her tail flicked once before she turned away and started to wander off. Something else catching her eye for the day.