I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it
Wherever Enigma was, she was never far behind. The pale beast had gone off in another direction, allowing her sibling to do his own searching while she did hers. She hadn't been around her younger siblings long enough to get to know them, but she trusted her brother enough to believe him when he mentioned speaking with their late father.
After her own scouting of the other territory, she caught wind of some scents she didn't recognize. Fur bristling slightly, she set off to find Enigma and she did quite rapidly. She spotted him standing there with their niece just before someone else approached, eyeing the creature, Para approached from behind the dust colored mutt, a sneer on her face and cold blue eyes flashing. "Staying for the after party hm? What's the matter? Are you afraid all by yourself that you gotta call for help?" She tsked, head shaking. "Come on big boy, do you really need to call your bodyguards or something?" She didn't make her allegiance to anyone known. For all this guy knew, she was just a passerby. She never really stuck too close to her brother for his scent to be on her, but instead she had the scents of many she got in fights with (or slept with), but the scent she held now was that of her recent kill that she had eaten earlier. She briefly wished she had finished it, but then again...She didn't really want to pack on the pounds. Ah, the complicated life of a woman... |