03-27-2020, 09:15 PM
It was over quickly.
Tenzin’s jaw hardened, hackles spiked, muscles tight. Anger snarled in her like a primal storm, though she contained it as best she could. Instinct warred with the hierarchy of men. She adhered to titles, aware she had two feet not four paws, but she could not follow this. She would not follow this.
She could smell Jacinda’s approach. It was unlikely her sister had dispatched the sentient; she would not be so foolish in a public place, and for that Tenzin was glad. Perhaps the woman was not innocent, but she did not deserve to die for it, and Tenzin did not wish that extra blood on Jacinda’s hands.
The inquisitor struggled against whatever the channeler had done. Tenzin did not prowl closer, and certainly gave no indication she wished to help. “Yes. Your fault.” A brow rose for the apportioned blame. She had been content to give him the benefit of doubt for his actions while he was trapped by the sentient’s manipulations, but this had been all of his own volition.
Dark eyes roamed to her sister, but she said nothing -- too angry with the situation to speak. Her expression was gravely still, shadowed by whatever thoughts ran through her mind just then. After a moment she stalked away.
Tenzin’s jaw hardened, hackles spiked, muscles tight. Anger snarled in her like a primal storm, though she contained it as best she could. Instinct warred with the hierarchy of men. She adhered to titles, aware she had two feet not four paws, but she could not follow this. She would not follow this.
She could smell Jacinda’s approach. It was unlikely her sister had dispatched the sentient; she would not be so foolish in a public place, and for that Tenzin was glad. Perhaps the woman was not innocent, but she did not deserve to die for it, and Tenzin did not wish that extra blood on Jacinda’s hands.
The inquisitor struggled against whatever the channeler had done. Tenzin did not prowl closer, and certainly gave no indication she wished to help. “Yes. Your fault.” A brow rose for the apportioned blame. She had been content to give him the benefit of doubt for his actions while he was trapped by the sentient’s manipulations, but this had been all of his own volition.
Dark eyes roamed to her sister, but she said nothing -- too angry with the situation to speak. Her expression was gravely still, shadowed by whatever thoughts ran through her mind just then. After a moment she stalked away.