What it's worth

She heard a call come from none other than Sirius, a slave given to them way back when. Her eyes narrowed when she looked up from her task, wondering what in all things holy was going on. It sounded like a challenge, her fur bristling with distaste as the cry died away. With a silent snarl, she made her way to where a few were already gathered, bi-colored gaze falling on the titan servant and the little bitch that had disrespected her their first meeting. Her half-sister was there as well...was she allowing this?

Her lip curled with disgust at the sight of it all. It seemed since the start of this pack the slaves had been allowed their freedoms. So what was the point of them being slaves when they were allowed to do what they wished? The others of her family were not missed, but she didn't say a word as she sat and stared with a cold fury at what was being allowed to happen. If Sirius won, she would not follow or obey him. Despite his being a faithful servant, that was all he was and all he ever would be in her eyes. Father would be rolling in his grave... She thought bitterly. Perhaps this was what happened when a halfbred was allowed to rule them. The spirits are displeased...

"Can you see me?"