Spring was a beautiful season a mix of colours gave the forest more colour rather than if it was summer or winter. Venturing through the area, Pandia had awoken with the taste of adventure upon her lips. Nimble paws carried the slender frame of the dame swiftly through the domain while attentive ears rotated to locate anything that would potentially become a threat and deep alluring amber orbs watched the path before her well build yet slender frame.

This new land was quite prosperous even though it was autumn, birds still chirped as they busied themselves with building nests or what ever avian creatures did during this time furthermore, there was still the odd rabbit bouncing around so pray was also still available for now. As the dame continued with her long strides gate she took these factors into account and imaged the spring and summer live here, she had to admit it sounded heavenly.

Her wandering mind was soon plucked back to reality as her nose picked up the aroma of markings stopping in her tracks she tilted her head slightly as she allowed her nostrils to absorb the aroma, there was no mistaking it now there was defiantly a pack near by and by these markings she assumed the alpha was female. At her conclusion a low snarl vibrated in her chest cavity simply from the idea that was female was queen of these lands. Reclining upon her rump she pondered the pro's and con's of asking to join this pack, she needed a place to stay somewhere safe to sleep and hunt surely she could endure some brute tossing out commands left right and centre? A soft exaggerated sigh passed her maw as she came to her conclusion after all there maybe potential that she could stir some cash along the way.

One she had decided she rose to her paws once more and tilted her muzzle to the heavens, parting her mandibles a soft symphony poured from her vocals to send a message to the alpha that she stood upon his border.

A voice would bring her to the borders, coral gaze resting on a familiar face. It had been ages since she had last seen the woman. Lips peeled back to expose daggers, eyes narrowing as her hackles bristled. This was the same girl who had trespassed, fought back, and then thought she could run away and not ever face the consequences. Silver crown lifted high, dominance radiating from her imposing figure. "You are truly a fool for showing your face here." Words came out in an angry hiss, ears pulling back against her skull. Was she stupid? Or just brave? She had been a slave once, and thought she could escape the grasp of the Queen, yet here she stood, willingly walking right back into the lions den. Anger sat heavily in her belly as she contemplated what to do with the woman. Claim her, and ensure she never escaped again. Or maim her beyond repair then send her on her way. Saliva pooled in her mouth at the prospect of spilling blood. It seemed to be all that consumed her as of late. "Speech"

Inhaling she rose to her paws and stood tall not in a dominate manner but simply in a content form, her face was soft holding   blank expression as she kept her poker face, after all she did not know of the intentions of this creature before her so she was not leaving anything to chance. flicking her ears she listened to the dames words...some things just did not change. It was quite a while since she had  met the girl before her... though last she remember they were not on good terms.

Parting her jaws she began to speak "Perhaps your words are true but I am here non the less..." she cooed softly as she shifted her weight slightly before she continued " I seek acceptance to your  pack.. thus I am willing to do as you wish " she added  before she fell silent as she waited for  a response

The girl before her was a fool. Despite her soft, yet blank expression, she spoke of her desire to return to Arcanum. A brow would lift in sarcastic amusement, her silvery expression mocking. Let her return? It was almost laughable. "And why would i let you come back?" Lips curled into a sneer, toxic words dripping from her lips. An act of treason had been committed, she was lucky to even still be standing and breathing. The desire to spill her unworthy blood was overwhelming, threatening to the end the conversation without hearing anything else she had to say and simply rip into her tender flesh, to remind the girl of just who she had betrayed, to make an example of what happens to those who flee her pack without so much as a word. Too much disobedience had gone on within her pack, she had allowed too much to happen, it was time they all learned by example. A low growl slipped from inky lips, her gaze turning predatory. "Speech"