Zabrina
"They were both strong, stronger than anyone she had ever come across' Those were her exact words." he beamed when he finished.
"Your spy must be either a drunk raccoon, or a crossed eyed chipmunk" I spat at him and Savannah couldn't help but snigger.
"Sometimes I wonder if you have brains, and if at all it is functional" he bristled, but didn't say a word.
I stood up from my seat, pinning him with my eyes and making him squirm in his seat.
"First, she claimed that her wolf was black, then she claimed that since it was at night, she may not have seen properly, that her fur was grey, and now the same wolf is white, do you think we have nothing to do with our time?, I was busy practising my powers and you had to interrupt me because of your imbecile of a spy."
I was practically
