get ahead of myself

she murmured agreement, thinking of Balerion and his claim to build a kingdom for himself on the backs of the natives. that's what they were though; just pretty words that may never get to fruition. she'd rather something concrete. something she could see and feel and hold. which is why she hadn't followed after the handsome man. at least, not right now. if a better offer came along, she was sure to abandon Risen for it. "or you could challenge someone for their crown" she'd utter, rolling her slender shoulders.

Deathbelle was smart enough to see where she was going with this. it wasn't all hard work; you just had to win. you had to win your crown through brute force, yet someone else had gone to the trouble of recruiting for you though. it was just a matter of if the other pack members would stay if you beat their alpha. "I would find the laziest pack... with the laziest alpha" she'd grin, resting her head on her front paws "then challenge them. if I won, I could mold the pack to my liking. most of the work is already done for me."