jamming out

Pestilence took her time traveling through Ashen's territory, thinking about the upcoming raid and preparing to say good bye to her home when it was all over. It was somehow a freeing though to know that she would no longer be forced to remain here, though a part of her was sad to be leaving it behind. She had intended to go for a swim, maybe explore some of the islands that she'd ignored that belonged to Deathbelle's empire. It was then that she stumbled upon one of the mutts, and sighed. She'd been downright awful to it's sibling, whatever the thing's name was. Today however Pesto was in a decent mood, she could try to be friendly if only because she knew she wouldn't have to watch the half-breeds grow up. "Hello there." The young Klein greeted.