[ She shoots him an amused glance over her shoulder, pace not quickening despite the enraged bellow far behind them from a distant room. Bear or no bear, the Storm Admiral does not run from combat.
It's the principle of the thing. Besides, predators are ever drawn to pursuit of fleeing prey. ]
For the nonce, mayhap. 'Tis poor manners indeed in response to unexpected aid.
[ Followed by the slightest inclination of her head. A 'Thank You' if ever there was one. ]
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It's the principle of the thing.Besides, predators are ever drawn to pursuit of fleeing prey. ]For the nonce, mayhap. 'Tis poor manners indeed in response to unexpected aid.
[ Followed by the slightest inclination of her head. A 'Thank You' if ever there was one. ]