With her new found rank she was getting a little bolder about going past the pack borders on her own. When the call originally came she would simply ignore it. Why would she wanna go see a fight with Ty’s pack. She would simply look for something else to do. She kept herself occupied but something kept nagging her, something kept drawing her thoughts back to the call. She was sure uncle more then likely be there. She had also come across Ig’s trail going that way too. She huffed before deciding to go to. Lorenzo was sleeping in the den and she didn’t go back to disturb him, she went alone.
When she arrived there was a large mass of watchers and for a while she stood at the back of the crowd, mouth agap as she looked over all the wolves. She saw her Uncle step up to claim someone, saw Rhyme go for a yearling, heard some of the comments from the crowd and suddenly she felt very uncomfortable with this many wolves. She spotted Ig’s bright red coat and headed in that direction brushing up against him lightly just as Ty arrived. The site she saw made her blood boil, make her face twist in distaste and her molten gaze harden.
Was he trying to mock her brothers bright red coat?! That’s how she saw it, mocking him for his color. He arrived with all the bark he could muster, but did he try and reclaim his wife? No. Did he lash out and begin a fight? No. He simply spoke and her blood would run cold as he turned to her Uncle and began to talk to uncle in the way he did.. without a word she slaughtered fourth brushing past her brother and marching right out into the middle. The familiar face she once had as a child now on her face, bored and lacking any other emotion. Standing beside her uncle she looked up without any fear as he finished his speech.
"A demon?" she huffed slightly mockingly. "All I see is a disgusting rotten fool."
Her gaze stared directly at those golden eyes, her own molten gaze stone cold.
"You are looking at the wrong wolf when it comes to ripping families apart," she started. "You are not part of our family and you never will. You are nothing more then a mistake made because of a mental Illness and you continue to prove that with everything you do."
"Actaea Talk", & 'Actaea Think"
Boris the Boar and Lorenzo the opossum are assumed to be with her at all times.
Note: I do not have a reference of her scars yet, please refer to her appearance section of profile to read about them
