Sharp nails scraped and tapped against ice, a frigid gust of wind howled across the frozen expanse. Walking over the ice-covered sea was a dark brown figure. Ravage held her nose up to the cold wind and inhaled its brisk scent. There were signs of a pack; stale scents and old footprints, shadows and ghosts. But whatever wolves previously owned this land, and the strange human vessel therein, were definitely long gone. Ravage wondered what sort of demise the pack had faced, and the thought made her feel somewhat warmer. The thin female preferred more temperate climates, and so far the northern region of Alacritis did not suit her one bit. At least the S.S.Antiox would provide decent shelter for the time being. The dark clouds overhead were foreboding and Ravage had no desire to endure a storm out in the open. So she entered the ship and skeptically eyed its unknown corners. Ravage would investigate every inch of the ship before allowing herself to get comfortable. Her nostrils flared and hackles stood at attention when she noticed one wolf scent that seemed rather recent..

Why was she here? That seemed to be a question she had been asking herself a lot lately. This wasn't her old home, nor was it her new one. This was where Cantinna had taken the pack after it had been stolen from Alena, so why did the ivory assassin feel the need to visit this place? Perhaps it was for the closure, to really see that it was gone from this place and she didn't have to think about that bitch that had given her this scar any more. What ever it was, Alena meandered through the empty ship none of the less, aimlessly exploring it, her claws clicking ever so lightly on the hard surface. A new scent reached her nose and her ears stood up tall on her head and her violet gaze searched the shadows of the ship for its source. From the smell of them it was a rouge and a lone fea at that so Alena felt no threat from them. She padded forward, turning a corner and spotting the dark form of the fea a few feet away. "Well, hello there." she said, her gaze drifting over the fea curiously. "What brings you here?" Speech Thought Others

Ravage stood her ground, tip of her tail twitching as she anticipated Alena's approach. Cold yellow eyes dissected the white female with knife-like precision and her ears flicked forward when Alena spoke. "Hello." She sent forth a mirrored greeting from her lips. The skinny vixen rolled her shoulders and tilted her head gently to the side. "That's my business. In the end we're all searching for something." She replied with a patient smile on her pointed maw. "How about you answer your own question, sugar? Give an answer to get an answer." A boom of thunder sounded from above the beached ship and sent a shiver down Ravage's spine. Her gaze flicked upward and her tongue washed over her charcoal lips. Thunder often meant lightning, and lightning - fire. It had been too long since the fiend had felt the heat of a fierce blaze on her fur.