"Hello, Enchantress. Finally come to see the show, have you?" Wolfram snarled, eyes glowering with cold hostility. He turned to River, forcing the unease and hate to settling into a seething boil in his veins. "Yes, everyone's here," he muttered, stiff with unease. "I figured one or two of the adults, I and Brisa would go in, considering she got the key first."
Indigo nodded curtly, looking away from the hateful cat. It was frightfully hard in her shoes sometimes. "That is an excellent suggestion, Wolfram," she replied in a clear, agreeable voice.
"I didn't ask for your opinion, now did I?" Wolfram turned his head to give her a sharp look, "please do remind if I did, because I don't recall it," he growled, voice dripping with sarcasm. This is why you're bullied, idiot! No one likes you because of how you act! Shut the frick up and be decent for once!
Ow...that hurt... Wolfram turned to her slowly, a glimmer of hurt flickering across his face. That's what you get, moron. "If you don't care about my opinions then you can leave."
River, deciding to ignore the growing hostility between Wolfram, Indigo, and Jessi until further notice, kept her cool dark blue eyes locked on Wolfram. "Sounds smart, I'd suggest it be me and Connor who go in with you two." She stated calmly.
"No, uh, no." Wolfram have a nervous laugh. "Anyone but Connor. Please." He glanced over his shoulder at Bleddyn's father, before turning back to River, "he um, sort of...freaks me out..."
Wolfram snorted. "I'd like to see you try." He snapped. "I'm a lot stronger then I look, Wyrven, you won't get to far."
River smirked slightly, finding amusement in Wolfram's nervousness about Bleddyn's father. "Well then, guess he told you to scramble. How about Ash or Jenna?"
