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The instant Felicity spoke up, stuttering out her threats and demands, Audrey's eyes darted up to the woman. Just a moment ago, she had gone through this vicious cycle of emotion and once again it would turn it's course, prompted by the view her jade orbs had caught. Fear, and then rage.

First was the fear. It did not matter how infuriated with the flower viced in her grip she had just been, or how harmless she had once decided the foreigner was; when the urchin witnessed her plague clutched in the hand of her enemy, defenseless and flailing about as its inky body dangled from its tail, her stomach dropped. There was only enough time for a gasp and the widening of distressed eyes before teeth were clenched and brows pressed downward. In flooded the rage.

" I said don't you touch him," she barked, too caught up in each moment to bother adhering to the woman's obvious appeal to negotiation, instead quickly shifting to action,
"Let go of him, you b***h!"

Without a moment's hesitation she then relinquished the Caedos she held captive, tossing her to the side as if a crumbled piece of paper, requiring that her hands be free so that she may scramble to her feet and lunge at the keeper who had taken her precious puetsco. It was a rapid movement, the press of her palms to the cobblestone below her, the bend of her knees, the extension of her legs... but just as she had managed to rise onto her feet, to take that one hasty step to close the small distance between her and her target, she was reminded.

A sharp, jagged pain exploded in the girl's ankle, ripping up her calf as she foolishly took her stride, a surprised cry escaping her lungs. She certainly would have crashed to the cold street once more, had the determined thing not of reached out in her haste to retrieve her possession, clawing forward to grasp onto Felicity's arm with a powerful grip as the pickpocket's knee gave in below her.

Clinging onto the northerner's arm, she choked out another demand through the sudden pain,
" Give him back!"

Once again, Audrey hit the floor. After Felicity had preformed her strange and panicked dance, the girl gripping to stay attached to the woman’s arm with her own fearful and more accurately enraged motivations, she had simply been pried off and her elbows hit the cobblestone with spike of pain that ran up her bones like the vibrating pluck of a violin string. This however couldn’t distract her for long, and before the blood that still leaked vermillion from her tattered forearm could mix with the damp puddles that rested in the crevasses of the street, she had already launched herself into her own mad scramble.

The tail she was so desperate to re-obtain had hit the ground along with her, now scurrying about like something rabid, chaotic little circles among other meanderings around the child, always keeping just out of reach as if the thing had the capacity to tease the young urchin. Fingers once flushed only from the cold, now feverish from burning emotions, reached out in sloppy attempts to grasp the thing, crawling forward to it on sore knees. Finally, the creature was captured; its long tail ensnared by the girl’s muddied digits and torn from the street as she yanked the thing close to her. Gritting teeth and fighting back the wetness that grew in her eyes, she clutched the thing in a vice grip, encircling her hands around the bushy strip of fur until her knuckles grew white in contrast the putesco’s darker tone. At this time, the tiny being writhed about dumbly, hanging free in the air once more before ceasing it’s struggling and making an inky recoil into itself. Only the cold black taint remained, dripping onto the stones below the Grimm.

This is when she was reminded again of the company she was in, of the stranger, the woman she had decided an enemy. Audrey snapped her head to the side, whipping it around, shocked almost by the sudden wail that had erupted not far behind her. That tiny and malicious excito had gone missing. She had be flung, cast aside by the pickpocket in her distress, and now couldn’t be seen – possibly drowning in whatever sludge or grime she had landed in.

Narrowing her eyes to glare at the woman, slits of green boring a hole into her back, stinging with disdain and nearly an equal amount of amusement of her punishment for daring to take her own plague away from her, Audrey barked in the northerner’s direction.

“’S what you get! I hope that pretty little b***h is choking on filth! S’ What you ******** get!”

Audrey sat completely still in the alleyway, legs tired and bruised as they rested against the damp cobblestone, her hands shaking faintly as she gripped the tail close to her chest. Her eyes, however, were still locked on Felicity, narrowed and focused as the woman finally rose to her feet, her flower in hand. She listened, silent besides her shallow breathing, attempting to make out the Grimm's conversation with the Caedos over the ring of her heartbeat that pounded in her ears. The thing wanted to leave.

Would she let them? The urchin was calculating, running over the scenario in her mind as the foreigner turned to face her. Audrey was burning with disdain for the pair, currently far to upset, too caught up in the adrenaline to even think to simply forfeit at let the two pass, to forgive and forget. She was never very fond on that motto.

It was the pain that continues to splinter up her leg that reminded her exactly what place she was in though. Her pride was certainly loud, but her ankle was yelling louder, and her common sense was tearing down any possibility of the pickpocket's success in any form of opposition. Gritting her teeth, cheeks still flushed, she realized what must be done. Her chest twisted in disappointment.


"Just leave," she spat, voice low and breathy, regretting each syllable. She would have to let them walk away.