ALL THE SINNERS CRAWL

She had been on the battlefield, she had seen the fights that had progressed on that day. It was the clash of titans, a death match and a pack challenge happening only yards away from one another. It filled her stomach with knots, even though she was not involved with them politically she had, in those brief moments, been involved simply by watching. The victor in the fight for Amenti was surprisingly the smaller of the two. Medusa, she knew nothing about this female, but she seemed to be aligned with Jupiter - and that paired with her being a talented warrior was enough to earn Chrysanthe's respect.


She had heard her, smelled her coming, was curious as to what had brought her. If she was smart about this, felt the tension in the air after she had managed to win - she would be coming for protection. An alliance. And honestly Chrysanthe was on the fence about doing so. She respected Medusa, but that did not mean that taking her side in this made for the most intelligent of choices. How many would side with the old queen and her followers? How many enemies had she made in claiming Amenti? Yet at the same time, there was no better pack to seek solace in than Valhalla - they were huge, and they held treaties with nearly every pack within these lands.


Treaties in war though, were easily broken. Did she want to break the dam that kept this pack on top?


"And so the new Queen makes time for us. Far sooner than I expected... Congratulations on winning Amenti - that was a spectacular battle." Her congratulations were laced with amusement, but she dipped her head in respect. With that she would wait for the female to explain what exactly was on her mind to bring her to the borders.