The Great Gig in the Sky

Terra had been doing what had become her usual rounds on Ruina’s land. In search of anyone to teach her more. Though she’d learned much from her conversation with Vale, she was still desperate for any more knowledge of the pack she could gain. Elias, their Apollyon hadn’t shown his face much, so there was no talking to him. That’s when she heard it, their leader’s call. At least she was pretty sure it was their leader.

Terra approached the scene with caution, lookin over the few that had gathered. Was this a meeting of sorts? Perhaps even an initiation? There was only one way to find out, she’d have to stick around for the whole thing. Golden gaze was now fixated on Elias, as she bowed her head. A show of respect for the mighty Apollyon. The others would surely get their own one on ones woth her after, but for now it seemed only natural for all of their attention to be on the pack’s alpha. Femme sat upright, scanning the area, poised beauty watching the others as she waited for the man to make himself heard.