"You were thrown at me, and landed in a small amount of my wine." she says back to the girl.<br/><br/>The drow frowns.  Moving over to the window looking down at the dog, pulling out a bit of wood from the sill, casting a spell, before throwing the wood down to land down next to the dog, enveloping it in a glob of darkness.<br/><br/>"Now then, about your behavior, I won't be having this brattiness, and if it continues, I will leave you in a dark cave or Dragon's hoard."