The Mud Queen

*Faite* · (This post was last modified: 09-09-2016, 10:23 AM by Faite.)

Faite sat back on her haunches and enjoyed herself. Ears would occasionally swivel back and forth as she got a bearing on her surroundings, but over all it seemed like she was alone. She was tempted to pull off another grape off the vine when she thought better of it and changed her mind. She was still a carnivore and meat would always be her diet. As much as she liked these things she could imagine there were herbivores that liked them better. Since those were the things wolves ate she'd leave the prey's food source alone.

Instead her mind would drift to the pack she'd smelled earlier after crossing the river. She'd missed Rivaxorus' challenge and had yet to scout out Myriad so Faite was more than a bit out of the loop. There was no denying there was a new pack on Boreas though. He'd she felt up to diplomacy at the moment she might have tried to go make friends, but at the moment she didn't care about pack allies. Regulus seemed to be better at it than she was anyways. She was more of a sit down and talk with someone individually kind of wolf.

She'd been rather lost in thought so she didn't hear the approach of another wolf. It wasn't until a friendly voice called out her name that she noticed she wasn't alone. She'd rise to her feet and whirl to meet the face only to be met by a dark coat with brilliant blue markings and a dazzling smile. She'd stare at him for a moment. She recognized him for sure, but his name didn't click into place until a moment later.

"Maelstrom! It's good to see you again. How have you been?" She smiled.

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