Emily shakes her head, trying to relax as she polishes off her first glass. "Nah, more.... angry? I guess that's the closest approimation. It's not malicious, it just... is. Imagine being woken up and someone has changed your world around you, and you have fundamentally changed with it. It wants to put it back how it likes it. Natural."
The hanging "again" makes Emily bristle, but she doesn't rise. All the wolves had shoved themselves in too far one way or another. Tiny's thought make her scowl.
"Spirits rarely work with Azlu," she says flatly. "They wall off the flow of power form one world to the other, and I'll bet the Objects know that more than most. Did you ever take a look at the South-East side? A real look? Its a web-ridden mess, and the Objects would have been the first out of there." She gladly accepts more wine, drinking it a little more quickly than may be civil.
God I needed that. Something stronger wouldn't go amiss.
Okay, drunky. I'm putting the brakes on here.
Bitch.
"Point is, even hating the Objects any primal spirit wouldn't just jump in bed with them. It sounds too far to me." The Ithauer stands slowly and helps herself to another bowl of chilli, lacing it liberally with tabasco. She shrugs. "Um... I'm kinda in bed with the objects by years of association. Well... tools, cars, but they're all closely tied to Objects. It's how they'll see it, and if I fight the other way... it'll get nasty. Oathbreaking nasty at worst."
Then comes the big question, and Emily expells air loudly. "Uhhhhh...... Well, putting the big guy back to sleep will be a lot harder now he's been up and around a few months. But with both Nate and Matt gone, there'll not have been any wolves doing the upkeep of his ban request..." She scoops more chilli inot her mouth, chewing slowly and looking thoughtful. "Right now? No. It'd be a ritual. I'd need to prepare... Fuck, I may even need a whole new ritual to do that. Pulling out all the tricks. It'd need to be a full pack, I'd need all the help I could get on that kinda thing... right moon phase, the works. Even then I'm not certain. It's not like a cage... more putting him back into dormancy.... Fuck... may even have to fight and weaken him while I'm on the ritual. Depends how strong he's gotten..."
She glances up and the look on her face shows she realises she's babbling. "Um. I dunno. Yes. But with a lot of butts and howevers."