Stronger than you know

The tri colored woman had just crossed the boarder of Vyper, still covered in her own dried blood from the spar she had used to get as much of her frustration out as possible. She couldn't take it out on the witch woman without having to worry about hurting her pups or being tossed aside for the second time by Xeph. She hadn't bothered to wash the blood away, but she wasn't worried about the blood temporarily staining her mostly snowy pelt. Her intention was to find Armai after she stubbornly showed someone else she could handle herself, but she would have to make it a bit further into the territory than just the boarder for that she was sure.

She specifically wanted Xephyris to know that she could handle the rank she had asked for. Both her blood and the blood of the other she wolf coated her muzzle while her neck looked like someone had attempted to kill her...when in all reality she was positive that if they had hated one another like she hated Limno then they would have both bled to death right there on the battle field. She was also sure the only wolves that would come looking where ones that were looking to the other woman. She refused to believe that any one here actually cared about a woman they essentially knew nothing about. Granted Jaelle seamed to have respect for her, she wasn't sure the gypsy woman liked her beyond that.

Her every move as she followed the silver man's trail along the boarder was taken with caution. Every move of her right forelimb and shoulder sent pain through her neck where the deep, just shy of severe, punctures had been made. She was sure that the other woman's leg, where she had made her own just shy of severe punctures, was just as bothersome.

When her turquoise gaze finally landed on the man she was looking for her emotions hit her all at once. She hadn't seen him since the meeting and she had left to look for a fight as soon as it had ended. At first she was happy to see him alone, but when she moved to trot to him her neck so kindly reminded her why she had left the territory for a few days. Her eyes would go cold again and then her mask would slid into place with ease, with the acceptance of the wince she had almost every time she moved to quickly.
She would let out a sharp bark to get his attention but would regret it just as much and just as quickly as she had attempting to do anything but walk slowly.