Just a quickie tonight, I’ve been distracted by girly dresses, which is most irregular…

Atrocious strode into the forest, rendered fearless with festering anger that had finally burst free. Her captivity had gone on long enough, it was time to continue making her mark in the world.

There was a loud noise, then the ground suddenly rushed towards her as she fell, tackled around the waist by a large, muscular mass of woman. She got a mouthful of moss before she was yanked over onto her back and pinned by Kira. “Listen whelp,” the warrior growled. “You don’t walk away from me. Not ever.”

“I’ll walk away from you if I want to,” Atrocious said rebelliously. “I don’t care if you hit me. I’m tired of this shit.”

“Oh you’re tired of it are you?” Kira’s smirk was dark. “If you think you’re tired of it now, think about this.” She leaned forwards until her sensual lips were just inches away from Atrocious’ face. “I haven’t even begun to torment you. Tell me why those soldiers were after you.”

“I don’t know.”

“You know.”

“I don’t know.”

“Tell me.”

“No.”

“Will this be going somewhere anytime soon?” Ayla could not be seen in the shadows, but her voice carried easily in the clear night.

Kira sat back up and looked over her shoulder in the direction of the voice. “She’s going to tell me.”

“No I’m not.”

Kira glared down at Atrocious. “Yes you are.”

“I ask,” Ayla said quite calmly, “because there are several bandits headed this way.”

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