To make matters worse, Robhin was on her mind. Deep down, she missed and cared for her fellow whiterider, but buried that behind anger and resentment. She'd briefly spotted Robhin from afar this afternoon, barely two candlemarks ago, noticing the woman's wide grin, how happy she seemed to be.
Well, she'd show her. T'kyr was happy, too. See? Happy! She scowled, annoyed, as she stomped around. Why did she care, anyways? Who cared about that annoying woman, anyways? Robhin would never be as good at T'kyr was at, well, just about everything, and she was determined to prove that. But why did she care so much? Not one for introspection, she shoved the question out of her mind, and tried to pull herself out of her foul mood.
As if fate, someone bumped into her. It'd be more fair to say that T'kyr bumped into them. A subconscious movement, perhaps intended to annoy and start a fight with whoever it was, or maybe she just hadn't been paying enough attention. Whatever the reason, T'kyr whirled to face whoever was unlucky enough to step in the way of the hurricane that was her anger. They would face her full wrath today.
"Shells, watch where you're going, dimglow!" she snapped, before noticing who it was: Robhin. She paused to roll her eyes. Of course it was Robhin. It just HAD to be Robhin. What a wherrydung excuse for a day.
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Tagging, but, the right way this time, lmao