Aconitira

"I don't understand why you're so upset," the queen said calmly as she walked into the den area.

"You're not serious," Harribel countered incredulously. "You stampeded the zebra straight through where Habeena and Ainia were watching. What if they had been killed?"

Aconitira sighed. "You're blowing this completely out of proportion, Harribel. They wouldn't have gotten killed."

"But what if they had?"

"And what if the sky started to fall tomorrow?" the older queen countered. "Really, Harri. You have to learn to relax a little."

She moved up into an easy trot, the two adolescent females coming in behind her with their kill. "Xel," she said to the king. Of course, she was probably the only one that could get away with calling him that. She ducked under his chin, rubbing along his chest until her tail flickered under his nose. Looking over her shoulder, she gave an impish grin. "Tell Harribel to stop worrying so much," she countered.

Harribel frowned. "Don't do any of the sort," she countered the male. "You should be telling Aconitira to not kill your offspring."

Aconitira snorted. "I did NOT kill the offspring. They only got a little dusty, that's all. Besides, if that were to happen with them as adults, it wouldn't be anyone's fault but their own, and now they know what to do if it DOES happen in the future."

She walked back over to her sister queen, rubbing the length of her body against hers. "Don't be angry, Harri. We have the zebra, it's a beautiful day, and no one died. Let's just be happy with that, yeah? No need to point fingers for something that didn't happen."

Harribel exhaled slowly, shaking her head slightly. "I hate you," she mumbled, clearly defeated.

Aconitira's mischievous grin returned, and she headbutted her affectionately again. "Liar," she purred.