let me see your hand

One of her first actions as Empress was to once again find Archon, she had not believed a pack withing her grasp for a long time yet. However, with just a little work and conniving, Ashen had risen. Decorated paws brought her to the edge of her new territory and she looked out over the dunes. This was her perfect place to settle a pack. The ocean butted up behind them, the dessert hugged their other borders. Ashen was closer to the quiet western pack, but there was little threat from them.

Ivory tail swished at her heels as bright magenta gaze stared up into the star lit sky. The corners of her lips pulled back in amusement as she stepped daintily over the borders. She didn’t know where Achin had been in the last moon, but surely he would come running for her Highness.

Deathbelle inhaled deeply, the scent of the cool night heavy in the air as her voice slipped over the quiet. She hoped the Abraxas man might be close enough to hear her, there had been no discussion before she wrapped her paws around the pack. The Klein Empire existed in all its glory once more. This time she was at the healm.