Dance of a Rose

A soft call - perhaps a harsh one? - caught her attention after the meeting. Although... it wasn't really the end of it. Merely the end of the Abaven only wolves; they were awaiting for Imperium to arrive. Lillianna felt strange, almost foreign in her own fur; when Bass asked who would fight beside him, she had stepped forward, calm, certain, almost an entirely different wolf. She had only paused to nuzzle Finch in love and comfort. There was no hesitation in her support, and no questions in her blazing eyes. She would fight, beside her pack, beside her family. She would fight beside all those who volunteered, and would return home, victorious, to the prepared healers who would be waiting.

This call, this soft word that consisted only of her name caught her attention for it breaking her reverie; she was standing, caught her attention, and she turned her head from where she had been sitting with Finch. She would stand and nuzzle the Pera, whispering words of care and assurances she'll return in a second. EYes flicked to the bird, a silent message, a clear one of: comfort her. It was then, and only then did the Gison step away to Lark, a silent question in her eyes as she regarded him silently.

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