Both girls immediately launched into an explanation of the situation. Iopah stood before the two and her imposing gaze flicked from the one to the other, listening to tales of demons and guiltless liars. She was trying to decide who required more of her attention. Iopah had no love for the Black Thorn pack and the rusty girl's claim was meet with a display of menacing ivories. It was ultimately Danica that her golden orbs held onto for longer.
Even as Danica tried to explain her attacker she was creeping up to shelter herself in Iopah's shadow. The girls fear was nearly palpable, a scent that twisted her heart made Iopah glance accusing at Firefly once more. She wanted to know what had truly happened so she could exact the appropriate revenge on Firefly, but something was wrong. Iopah looked down in shock as Danica whined softly. Her pale skull bent down and, as if she was a small pup, nudged the lost Woodlands princess' head. The girl was tall, even with Danica crouching the gesture only reached the top of her head. She needed to get Danica out of here now.
The girls were continuing to argue with each other. Iopah tail flipped straight up and her hackles bristled stiffly, demanding the authority Firefly had only hinted at earlier. "Stop it!" She said harshly to both. She was sick of listening to Firefly defend herself and wanted Danica's hysterical cries to stop. The girl would never calm down if she kept going on about demons. Iopah rounded on Firefly, "If I find out you lied you and I will talk." The statement was followed with a soft growl that promised more than words.
"It's okay," she crooned to Danica, voice rough as the growl trailed off. "Nothing will happen to us. Would you like to come home with me tonight? I'm sure Nina will be happy to see you." She didn't mention that a healer would be taking a look at her. The girl had frightened herself so badly that Iopah had become worried for her.