Greener Pastures [Abraxas Meeting]

Rahovart was not the last to arrive, a blessing it’d seem. For the wrath of her father fell upon the young pup, and she grinned wickedly as she watched the girl get put back in her place. Oh how it sent shivers down her spine to watch him in action, to display his dominance fully over those who thought they were better than he was. What fools they were, and goodness only knew where the insolence of the child came from in the first place. An ear flicked, and she glanced around at the rest of her kin as her father finished his needed business.

Then came the announcement.

She gave a soft snort at the mention of the freaks quirking a brow. “Perhaps it could be beneficial to take out some of these so called curs and abnormalities then, no? At least if they dare waltz down into the south when we’ve chosen the land as ours.” Her tail had begun to move back and forth in a pleased manner, itching for a fight. The thought or getting rid of some of the freaks, or even members of this pack. Although... this did put her in a different line of questioning from her brother. They'd either leave these beings alone or be free to tear them apart. All it took was a word from the God's lips.