HALCYON

A new home -- a new start, in a way. She knew it would not last forever, but for now, she wasn't picky, and she would have followed Deteste anywhere, so long as he remained hers. She was exploring the forest in silence, a new terrain than the thick foliage of the mangrove in which they had previously lived. With a new mindset and a new future ahead of her, the pallid bitch swept forth among the trees, rubbing herself against them in a manner to suggest possession. These lands may not belong to her, but nonetheless they were hers, and she would leave her mark upon them like the proud hellion she was. She slithered forth, claws digging into the sweet soil below her as the dame slipped forth with an air of strength, of supple pride. She paused only when the low howl rang out -- not just a summons, but a summons for her. Twisting her ears forth atop her pale skull, the harpy arched her muzzle, her tongue lapping against inky jowls as she made to respond, slipping wordlessly through the trees. She had no idea what the queen wanted with her, but Laxago felt the need to obey, if only for the sake of her mate. Flicking her tail in idle pride to align with her spine, the pale she-wolf approached the midnight queen, watching her with a question in her pale eyes -- no words necessary.