━ 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐋 !!

@-larcenous / wonder what kind of menace she is

&.    sauce it here.

/    on k’dari..

@NOXVORIA  》  dondel ' s  brow raises  as  she looks at  the  other  ,  silver  locket  that was draped  between her  fingers  drop into  her small satchel  quite  smoothly  . she  didn  '  t  recognize the  other ,  and  she simply cocks her  head  .
            
            "  a  fellow  thief ? are  you  insinuating  i / stole /  ? my ,  my . .  "

[@-guildedlocks] /    omg, don’t make her discriminate back— ☠️ 
            
                 The slur earned an eye roll from the khajiit — something she’d heard far too often in her life.  People never needed much reason to hurl names her way.  K’Dari might have been willing to make peace with the thief , but Dondel’s rudeness as a first impression made her question whether that was even possible.
            
                 “ There’s no need to be so hostile , knife-ear , ”  she said firmly.  “ I didn’t even draw a blade — I only called you out. ”  Her gaze hardened.  “ You’d do well to watch yourself . . .  might want to fix that attitude while you still can. ”

// @hailsithis  》unlike  aevik  .  she  does  discriminate 
            
             " you  wouldn ' t  want me  to yell ' cat '   within  / these /  walls  ,  would  you ?  "  dondel  asks the  other  , calmly  yet rather  hostile  .  her  amber  eyes  narrowed  at the  others . 
            
            this one's  eyes  . . something  about her  presence  simply  unsettled her .  she  had  gotten  along with  many a khajiit before -  to  dondel ,  it was all about  a respect  system  .  she  wasn ' t  too sure  about this  one  . she  took one  ,  subtle   step  back  .

[@-guildedlocks]
            
                 Her eyes , though shadowed beneath her helmet , narrowed as they fixed on the thief.  The pale red glow beneath the metal hinted at the darkness she had embraced.
            
                 “ You shouldn’t test me , ”  K’Dari warned , her voice calm but firm.  “ I’ve dealt with others like you before . . .  I wouldn’t want to see you end up the same way. ”  She didn’t wish to sound hostile , yet lately , caution had hardened into instinct — her reflex to survive.