Old memories, stranger lands

Sorcière les Désastre
A sudden spark ignites, And from the dark a light breaks the silence

It seemed just as quickly one company had vanished, another took it's place. Those keen ears shifted to the sound of a groan, clearly a wolf..but they didn't sound like they were in trouble. Perhaps they had gotten lost or had an upset stomach? It was hard to say, alas the molten dame didn't bother approaching. She wasn't too sure what she'd do or make of any other company at the time, perhaps a bit skittish. Tat gaze shifted to where the spot the sound had came from, before seeing a head poke out from behind a long. A simple stare was given which only lasted a few moments, before she began to move on. Skittish indeed.

The molten dame had much to learn, much more then she cared to say. For she was in the middle of the spectrum and yet could be easily be influenced to either side. It was hard to say just which way the lady would go or would she simply remain on the middle ground, neutral to everything going on around her? It could be hard for one to stand their ground and remain neutral no matter the odds or the chaos raging around them, swaying a side was far easier then remaining a neutral party. For everyone from both sides would try to get her to join them, to favor their odds against another faction, alas such was the way of politics.

"Lango here."