SCREAMING OUT LOUD

Io wasn't sure whether she was meant for pack life, but dabbling in it was proving to have its ups and downs. So far she knew that she didn't quite like meetings, although it was nice to hear from their alpha, or rather, their Madame, there were too many bodies and voices and noise for the albino to be comfortable. She had yet to track down the family that she knew was here again, hopefully they would know where her brothers were. The tiny thing hadn't had any luck in finding any clues as to where they went recently. As of late, she was just trying to make some sort of life of her own.

She had thought that perhaps she could find something through the wolves of Amenti.

The healer wasn't sure whether she was interested in being ranked - but she responded to the leader's call regardless. She expected quite the gathering, but in the end, there were only a few others that responded. Perhaps the others were not here yet? Eyes flicking over the scene, she heard the ivory fae that she had seen at the meeting, say that she was challenging for a position in this pack. It was a daunting task, and seemed a bit rude with how the dark woman said that ranks were earned in Amenti. Yet she held her tongue, waiting on instruction or further explanation from Medusa.