Kesali. Pink eyes watch Ivy with silent thought; she's never heard so much as a whisper about this Kesali pack. She's heard the names Abaven and Erövrare, yes, but not this one. Perhaps there are more packs here than she's originally anticipated. "Hm,"is all she humms, a sharpness in it, the expression on her face surely unreadable. "A shame your under your brother's rule. Do you have no desire to be alpha yourself?" If either of Leera's brothers had survived and had wormed their way into thrones, she'd have used their power to ascend herself as queen.
Her long, feline-like tail curls behind her. She keeps her injured foot lifted gingerly off the earth, although she's already forgotten the dull pain that spreads through the cuts. "Well. I suppose not everyone is cut out for being leader."
Leera is a mature character.
Force/violence is permitted within reason.
Plot with us here!
