Tell Me What I Don't Want to Know

Aserlín rolled in with the fog, quiet and stealthy as she examined the border of the largest southern pack. Ears flicked forward alert as she pondered his next move. Aserlín had heard rumors and snippets of packs here and there and the most sturdy of packs was that known as Imperium which she gathered he was standing at the border of. There were also rumors of the wolves here being larger than normal and fierce and vicious warriors. If her sisters were to join a pack it would likely be this one but Aser had no inclination to join, only to sleuth out the whereabouts of her son and perhaps her siblings. Getting attacked or claimed was not a risk she wanted to take. Common sense told her to leave but her determination made her stay. Thyre's, even the more peaceful ones, were not easily cowed.

Her honey gold eyes peered across the knolls for a moment as she took several breaths her anxiety clawing up his throat. Should she do it? Should she really open this particular door? Taking a deep breath into her belly Aserlín tipped back her head and howled for the alpha or anyone really. Anyone to answer her call and maybe at last, finally give her some answers.

"Speech"