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<p>&ldquo;Right, because she wants you to not talk to <em>any</em> of us!&rdquo;</p>
<p>She nodded. &ldquo;She cut off the first, eighth, part of the ninth, and now the entire fifth stanza since you took on Sasha.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Motes groaned and rolled onto her back, holding her paws up in the air to inspect her claws. &ldquo;Which is stupid, because Sasha is nice!&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;She really is, though I have not has as much a chance to speak with her as I might like. She was the last straw in a whole series of events. She does not like Sasha, does not like you, she <em>really</em> does not like the family dynamic you have set up.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;She really is, though I have not had as much a chance to speak with her as I might like. She was the last straw in a whole series of events. She does not like Sasha, does not like you, she <em>really</em> does not like the family dynamic you have set up.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Bristling, Motes glared over at Dry Grass. &ldquo;It is all well and good that she not like me, but to not like my family is bullcrap.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Dry Grass nodded, expression serious. &ldquo;It absolutely is. She has gotten quite upset at me a few times, but I just smile and nod and tune her out when she goes into her self-righteous spirals. I am not the type to cut anyone out of my life, for better or worse, but I will absolutely ignore people.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Motes huffed, nodded. &ldquo;Good. If you stop talking to me, I <em>will</em> cry.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Perish the thought!&rdquo; The Odist laughed and leaned over to hug her cocladist, careful of her nails. &ldquo;I will not. Do not worry, my dear, you are stuck with me for a good while yet. I would rather tell Hammered Silver to go fuck herself.&rdquo;</p>
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<p>Sarah laughed, and Motes felt the sound in the air as she breezed past.</p>
<p><em>I respect her as a person, but I do not like her,</em> Dry Grass had said. <em>And I certainly do not respect her authority.</em></p>
<p><em>Do not worry, my dear,</em> Dry Grass had said. <em>You are stuck with me for a good while yet.</em></p>
<p><em>I would rather tell Hammered Silver to go fuck herself,</em> Dry Grass had said in the end.</p>
<p>Perhaps Dry Grass had excused herself from the sixth stanza. Perhaps she had taken an opportunity to make her opinions known. Perhaps she had spoken up, talked back, shot down a little bit of Hammered Silver&rsquo;s authority by standing up for Motes.</p>
<p>Perhaps she ought to hug Dry Grass extra-tight next time she saw her.</p>
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