The winds fluttered through the trees, cooling the warm glow of the sun, giving a slight chill to the morning . The forest market was open, vendors meeting once again in this secret place to trade goods and care for the needs of the other tribes . Meet, weapons, trinkets, and cloth were all available to purchase from different crafters . Shapeshifters of all ages and types were maneuvering between small stalls .
Well, not really stalls . Small blankets were laid out and small cords hung some of the wares into the tree . The sellers stood by their wares or sat on the ground discussing the items with any man woman and in some case child who happened to pass . One rather interesting young woman was setting up round fruit on a tree stump . Her hair tied back behind her head as she used her forehead to crack the fruit open revealing a soft purple fleshy center . A small red mark left on her forehead as she continued to sell the fruit bits .
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Kyera walked up to the woman and offered a sweet smile . In human form her hair was tied up into a ponytail falling down her back in a white waterfall, contrasting against her ruby dress . The sleeves hid most of the bruises on her arms and back . "Thank you, Ursana the silken fruit is amazing . " She smiles paying the lady with a couple smooth silver coin slices .
"Thank you, Lady Kyera . " The golden haired bear smiles at her but the smile slowly fades as she looks over Kyera's shoulder . Five people were approaching, each seeming to walk with a swagger in their step . The one in charge was obviously a woman with long golden hair and a expression that said trouble was soon to come . She was perfect from head to toe, a frame of warm strong muscle and angelic grace . "My Lady you might want…" Ursana didn't have time to finish that statement before the woman grabbed Kyera's shoulder and spun her around, swinging to punch her in the face .
Kyera saw it coming and raised her hand, catching that punch before it could make contact with her . Cold golden eyes met the woman as her hand tightened over the dainty fist . With a flick of her wrist, Kyera sent the girl spinning away from her . The three men with her growled baring their teeth like the Jackals their other form took after . "I see . I wondered who was childish enough to strike me with my back turned . " Kyera's words were calm and collected but the edge of ridicule . The woman squared off growling at her, every inch of her posture angry and ready to attack .
"You have some nerve avoiding my hit after what you did to my brother . " She snarled at him . Kyera looked her over, trying to place her . Within seconds the man she had fought over the child with came to mind . The self righteous sister before her was Bina, a young Jackal with more heart than brains . She would defend her brother at all costs, her heart was in the right place . She wasn't a leader, just a young hot head without the sense to check her facts . A gullible child, and Kyera was pretty sure she was a puppet on a string but there was no way to prove that . Not yet, she tried to find the truth . However, her facts lacked truth, a pity she was making a fool out of herself rather than handling this quietly . Kyera couldn't allow herself to look weak .
"Bina, we should discuss this privately . " Kyera tried to do the right thing . Her eyes locking with the Jackal's eyes . She laughed, cold and cruel . A sigh escaped the tigress's lips as she realized that there was no easy way out of this . Revenge could be the stupidest thing some times .
"You want to hush me up so no one knows what you've done . You Murderer!" Bina spoke loud enough for the entire market to hear . Silence seemed to follow the last syllable and Kyera frowned .
"Don't go too far, Bina . Not without the facts . " Kyera warned, her voice low and at a near growl . The look of cold cruelty in Bina's eyes made the hair on Kyera's neck to slowly stand up . The child was too far gone and she wasn't sure where she was going to go but she knew it wasn't good .
"Traitor . "
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