We Start Making Fires (Claim)
09-03-2017, 09:41 PM
Oh if Ganta found out she had come out here on her own he would not be happy with her. Part of her wished she had taken Inverno or Yale with her or even Ulric. Her son wasn't trained to fight just yet, but he was already very big for his age and certainly would have at least played the part of a bodyguard of sorts. She had been working hard on her defensive stances and had been training to build up the strength in her muscles, but real world fighting experience was still something she lacked. However, she knew Dragoste needed more wolves. Their pack was tiny - at least compared to what she had been used to with Fiori when she was growing up. She walked out across the battlefield a bit hesitantly, but soon she spotted the familiar form of her sister in the distance. Her spirits perked up immediately and she made a bee-line for Heather. Once she got closer she realized her sister was talking to another male and a quick sniff told her it was a loner. Maybe they were out here for the same reason then! She hated to compete with her sister for something like this, but the opportunity was here. "Heather!" she called cheerfully as she trotted over to the pair, giving her sister a smile first. For a moment she pushed her worries the the backburner. She didn't want to overload this possible new member with her problems after all. "I'm happy to see you out here." She turned her gaze to the male then, offering him a smile and a polite dip of her head. "And hello to you as well. I'm Roza, Două of my pack called Dragoste." |
