bend but don't break

Walk | Talk | Think

Maverick. Yes, that did sound strikingly familiar. He did not openly confirm her thoughts on who her present company was, but his name was clue enough. For a second, the grey she-wolf wondered how the once-Valhallan Alpha was doing in her position as princess inside the differing world of Seracia, but asking was out of the question. This was neither the time nor the place, and likely she could easily learn this information from friends back home. Chrysanthe no doubt was keeping a close eye on her sister despite their distance, or at least keeping in touch if nothing else.

All business, the large red wolf asked if her intent there upon the battlefield was to spar, and not giving herself a chance to hesitate or second guess her decision Ashtoreth nodded. "I am," was all she answered, feeling the explanation for her actions was unnecessary and possibly unwanted. This was not a member of her pack or someone who really needed to take an interest in her welfare. Not to mention the fact that the story was not one that she was too keen on sharing with everyone she met. "I assume you are too?"