In a twisted sense, Amaie appreciated both of the males' bravado. But for all her softness and kindness she was determined - nay - destined to stop this. Why? Because in all reality, and through all the trials and turbalence her brother was fated to travel through with her, she didn't want this too happen. Her head spun, a cyclone of disastrous futures. Those two wolves were after
her and Kieli was just doing what he did best, protecting his 6 minute younger sister and his only pack. And the other half of his soul. But either way, Amaie was adamant to refuse both proposels to fight for her even if it caused her to grow weary. Amaie decided she wouldn't beg, but she wouldn't waver.
"Now, just wait one second. The both of you," her voice was still it's usual soft self, but suddenly quite authoritive, but not without appreciation.
"Brandir - I do thank you greatly, and you possibly may not really know how much. And Kieli, there has never been a doubt in my mind about my love for you. But this is, very truthfully, my fight. They wont do more than skirt this area, even then they'll only follow me. I assure you, Brandir, they will not trespass on your property and make any attack on you or your lovely home. And Kieli," she turned to her brother fully, a frown on her lips, "This is
my fight," she repeated softly.
It was rare, Kieli realized, taking a half step back in shock. This was the Amaie of the younger years - when she could merely stare down another wolf. And when she had fought, even if she hated it, she won. This was the true sister he missed, not the passive one who let the world scoot along past her, like she was so content to be a human woman, without say in anything around her. He was happy for the burst of backbone, which was made him pause. But about this? Of all things! Her
safety. But she seemed so sure of herself that he didn't want to break her confidence by saying she'd never, possibly, win against two males. And their was no one in hell that he'd leave his younger sister to fight this alone.
Amaie turned her pale blue sights on Brandir, clearly ready for anything that might approach. While she may not be the strongest, or the most convincing, her eyes were set determinedly. Her mind was made and her arms were crossed firmly across her front, eyes matching Brandir's for a second in wolf speech - a stare in the eyes meant a challenging. Did either of them have any to say to her? She was ready to defend herself, against both them and their howling guests, who knew very well they were on guard.
The howls had turned to yips and growls, mocking them from the shadows around the home. Amaie heard it and her lips twisted. Kieli was, while shocked and guilty from his earlier displays of rage, his head bowed he lsitened to them. They were taunting them! He shifted, stiffened and stared. How.. how.. Enraging! He gritted his teeth, thinking how stupid he was to be standing there, listening to them try to challenge him. For what reason, he wondered.
"They're teasing us," he said finally, eyes lowered and hard, like glittering blue jewels.
"And, now, please don't let them get to either of you. Why don't we all relax? Please... Maybe we can all sit, if you don't mind Brandir if we stayed longer... I don't mean to sound intrusive or anything. But that's what you had planned before, hadn't you? We could sit, talk, or even just stare at the wall in silence. But I refuse to let either of you make an advance on them," Amaie stated matter-of-factly, eyeing each man carefully, considering their eyes and body language.
"But ---" Kieli growled and Amaie simply pushed a finger against his lips, staring him in the eye before he grudgingly backed down.
"I hate
this.You always win, treating me like a pup when I'm a good 6 minutes older," he grumbled, moping slightly, eyes longingly tracing the far wall as if he could see those shifting wolf shapes. But he couldn't.
(SPS? XD Aha. Woo for action. Hah. I'm trying to think of things and... Iunno. Just randomly posting. lmao)