[center]~|Day 2, 22:05-22:08 GST|~
~|Jayda, Animal Pens and Sith Practicing Chambers|~[/center]

Naturally, when Ven’ren appeared in her eye corner, her attention had shifted. So she barely registered anything Zanna had started to lecture her about before she had moved and attacked the apprentice. The first thing she noted how easily he side stepped her incoming hand, his lower arms moving her motion toward the side and away from pinning him against the wall. Her purple eyes darken in distrust while noting how quickly he had reacted. At first, she was almost certain she would’ve wrapped her fingers around his throat and held him there for questioning. She mostly was determined to gain the answer to why he was stalking her. She let her arm be rerouted back to her side through her other hand hovered nearest her lightsaber, ready to pull it despite the injury on her palm, and gritted her fangs in reaction. It was a predatory reaction, one from her childhood. 
  
“Oh no, there is no need for that.” The masked one stated, his voice hoarse in sound but held a slightly rhythm to it that could almost be a melody. It was clear far from concern or alerted making Jayda realize her tactics hadn’t gotten her point across in intimidation.“ I mean no ill. I was just coming here to train when I heard you from the beast pens, but I wished not to disturb. Might have been important.”

 Jayda had been about to reply when the faint scent of sex, chemicals, blood and another scent mingled in her nostrils through the animal’s stronger musk. It was followed by the sounds of footsteps rapidly skirting along the corridor toward the pair. Her voice was the final piece that caused Jayda to identify it as Zanna and her feet retreated a few paces at the other apprentice’s word. Through the Zabrak forced herself not to growl at the almost seeming orders being spoken to her, wisely keeping her lips quiet and let the apprentice come up with the lie for the future. She didn’t like it since her outburst on the vid made it seem she was becoming more and more like Sish.  

"Jayda, don't kill him. He was just standing around." Zanna made a smile, one that looked more like a Iridonian Apombax (reptile like feline) staring down a rat trapped against the canyon wall. Despite the attempt to look passive and genuine, Jayda’s ears listening to the rest while the apprentice made to leave. "Forgive her. Corr just tried to kill her, and she had to recently fight for her life. She's a tad bit...jumpy. As such idiotic weaklings don't deserve a burial, we fed him to the animals. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go." 

When the Red Sith moved, Jayda didn’t speak and watched her leave. She had already obtained the proof of Corr’s demise when she cut off his black braid and intended on presenting it for Sish should he ask. Through if he didn’t, the apprentice already had plans on how to dispose of it within the following day. Her ears caught the sounds of wild beasts ripping their newly given meal then guzzling down the remains rapidly making them vanish by morning. Unless the Sith said anything more, Jayda started to walk away and followed Zanna’s wake.