My Worth
I trusted, if that was the word to use, Raguk to handle things properly, the way he wanted to. I wouldn't want someone to interfere with the way I did things, and I tried to extend that courtesy to the other males.
"I believe I have dismissed you," said Raguk, clearly not caring that this woman was a princess. Huh. Did that make him higher or lower on the food chain? "Leave. Now."
The female Uugazt ignored Raguk and instead turned her wrath toward me.
Maybe she thought I was the lesser evil? The easier kill? I wasn't overly sure. One thing I did know was that this was not going to turn into a catfight.
I had never really understood the term catfight. Oh sure, I knew what it meant, but that was really not what happened. If it was a physical fight, then it would look a lot more like two chickens fighting each other, trying to peck out each other's eyes, or pulling out hair. And if it was a verbal match, well, what animal made a high-pitched whiney noise?