Curiosity

It was time they reclaimed their home once more, now that the border marks were fading. Still, she wanted to scout the Plains to ensure no fools from the fallen Hellstrom were hanging around. Her first order of business was to check out the site ofthe battle. None had died in this war, unlike in the one she had fought in. From what she had gleaned, there were plenty of maims, and she had seen two of those who had been maimed and fled. The emotions from that encounter were mixed. She was both proud of her son for his kind heart, and very upset with him for disobeying a command that had not just been voiced as his mother, but as his leader. For now, she would allow a bit of time to pass so that she could address this calmly.

The smells of blood and battle fever caught her nose, and she picked up her pace, curious to see the place Hellstrom had stood its last. It seemed she wasn't alone in her interest. As she came into sight of the site, a familiar form caught her eyes, and she slowed, surveying the Yfir alpha curiously before dipping her head in greeting. "Katja." Her voice was pleasant, with no hostility. She had interest in talking with Katja, in any case. It would have been one of her first trips to the other packs upon setting Celestial's standard in its rightful place.

Her mismatched eyes swept the blood stained earth around them, mildly impressed by the amount of Hellstrom blood she could smell. Abaven and Imperium were nothing to sneeze at when it came to fighting, that was for certain. "A pity I missed out on the fighting. I was hoping to deal a few blows myself." It was more a thought voiced aloud than a conversation starter, but one could run with it...

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think