ardent

horrible



Caelia

Loner

Advanced Intellectual (95)

Master Fighter (250)

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
213
player

The Ooze ParticipantUnderachieverSnake EyesBeeventVolcanoChristmas 2019
05-07-2019, 03:14 PM
Caeli's attention was focused almost completely on the fight that was about to unfold. She nodded at Aurielle's introductions, to the ruler of Lirim, which was one of their allies. Torin and Derecho. She offered a forced but altogether pleasant smile to the two of them in turn, nodding briefly but turning back to the impending fight. Aurielle asked if she could tell who here was a leader. Obviously the two that leapt to action were, as one's call had been a summons to fight for claim over his pack, but were there others? Caelia squinted, gaze falling briefly on Artur - why was he here? - before resting on Torin again. He certainly had an air of importance about him, and the way his packmates drifted to sit near him while letting him maintain charge of the group was more obvious the more she studied them. Briefly her gaze found Chaos, a rather imposing looking wolf with oversized teeth, less so wondering if he was a leader of sorts and more just... studying the oddity of his appearance. Perhaps Caelia had lived a sheltered life, but she appreciated the chance to study as many strangers as possible and see how they interacted with one another.

Torin was helpful in sharing what he knew, giving names of both opponents as well as the pack that was being challenged for. She placed it all carefully in her memory, repeating the names in her head, just in case they proved useful in the future. It was hard to focus on much besides the fight as it unfolded, each contender surrounded by wolves supporting them on each side. Occasionally her gaze found Artur, almost questioningly, wishing she could run over and ask him what he was doing here. But she'd been all but told to pay attention, and so she was, watching the violence unfold with as much focus as she could muster.

The wolf that had challenged was bested by the male he'd summoned, and Caelia raised a curious brow as she watched. Was all leadership like this? Like a constant game of tug-of-war that pups would play, back and forth with no real reward? Had Aurielle ever experienced anything like this? Questions burned on her tongue, but she was silent as she watched as the drama continued.. another male speaking up to the victor, who made to leave.