Arya noticed that Wynter looked a little pale. She remembered the girl's prior concussion, chewing on the inside of her cheek. Don't push yourself.. You haven't had a moment's rest and how you've managed on that crutch this far amazes me. Even running from the villagers on her injured leg. The dark haired female was a trooper, but she looked feverish. She was trying to protect everyone, but it seemed she was suffering for it. The woman needed rest and food, but she wasn't complaining, in fact she was barely showing her needs at all. I'm oddly jealous of her..
"We get it. Get what you need and come back, preferably with a cooperative attitude."
The comment took her completely by surprise. Kitty has claws. Damn. I never thought I'd see someone like Wynter snap like that. She's been all about teamwork and no conflict. I wonder what he did to her to make her angry, or maybe it's just because she doesn't look so hot right now.. Either way, I kind of like bitchy Wynter.
"Love if you want two men to carry things back, Jalen isn't a preferable taste in manly hood, he has the emotions of a woman on estrogen."
Arya frowned a bit, crossing her arms. Sure she wasn't on the best of terms with Jalen, but she wasn't into the whole bullying factor, "Nothing is wrong with a man knowing how he feels and being confident enough to express it openly. Actually, it's kind of hot." She retorted with a huff of annoyance, glaring at Wynter when she laughed at Klaus's unnecessary jab at Jalen. I revoke my comment, I don't like bitchy Wynter.
She ran a hand through her dirty hair, still pissed about the mystery woman. She had half a mind to chase her down and kick her ass, but she assumed there was probably some weird power to that woman, especially since she knew exactly where they were. She didn't want to be caught underestimating anyone. The ogre opened her eyes about how dangerous this place was. One wrong decision and it could be the end of her
She was about to say something else when Klaus suddenly approached. She raised her guard, keeping her eyes on him. She barely took time to even blink. She didn't trust him, especially since he displayed his most recent behavior. Until she knew his true colors, Klaus was a possible threat in Arya's eyes. Speaking of eyes.. there was something odd about Klaus's. They were almost glittering with traces of gold. She threw it off as a hallucination brought on by her exhaustion, but she definitely wasn't going to forget the occurrence, just in case it ever happened again.
"Perhaps love, if you want me to go with that of what you call a man."
Klaus's words rang in her ears, causing her jaw to clench. Just what is going on between Jalen and Klaus? Alpha wars? She thought to herself, eyes remaining locked on Klaus. She was intimidated by his tone, but she wasn't going to make it obvious if she could help it. Though as he drew further behind her, she whipped around barely giving him time to finish his whisper.
"You could make a deal with me in return I do this for you. But it has to be something of equal qualities. You could call it a deal with the devil if you like."
She noticed the different pitch in his voice, quirking an eyebrow. What exactly does he have in mind? I'd love to wipe that smirk off of his face.. but that wouldn't be very productive in the end. She let out a calming sigh before speaking, tilting her head a little, "What do you want then, Klaus?" She asked, both hands on her hips. She wasn't too excited about making a deal with him, but she couldn't exactly back down. She wasn't the type to give up on a challenge, which was exactly what this was. Klaus was trying to intimidate her, and she wasn't about to let him cut her down without giving him a damn good fight.
It felt like the world around them faded to black. Her eyes didn't even flicker in another direction. The air around the two of them was incredibly thick. It was almost like they were two warriors, having an intense battle without even drawing swords. They were fighting, but there were no raised tones or fists drawn. This was a different kind of fight entirely. A power struggle.
"Don't do it Arya.. Whatever it is, it's not worth it. Whatever he wants will hold more weight...You might have better luck at a crossroad.. If it comes down to it I'll go fetch Jalen."
"Who do you think you are kidding? You won't make ten feet alone, let alone be able to retrieve Jalen." She snapped back at Wynter, acknowledging her for the first time since she'd laughed at Klaus's rude comment about Jalen. Her tone was icy and uncaring toward the other girl. She wasn't sure why she was so angry with the two of them, but ever since that mystery woman showed up, she felt like she was at odds with Klaus. Wynter just hopped on the hate bus when she encouraged his snide comments. Was it...jealousy perhaps? No. No way. She never got jealous. She was a happily single and flirtatious. She couldn't get jealous. It was physically impossible that she was getting jealous over someone like... Klaus. No. Way. He was her betrothed, nothing more. She remembered history class. Most arranged marriages had plenty of infidelity. Marriage was simply a duty in this time period.
"It's dangerous, but we probably should find a cave.. Me and Jalen still haven't gotten a chance to eat."
The comment was ignored by Arya, still awaiting Klaus's response. She couldn't bend for a second. One sign of weakness in her resolve and he'd snap her in two. Wynter was a distraction she couldn't afford in her current clash of willpower against Klaus.