Her mother had been more lenient with her children?s independent voyages since the disbandment of her kingdom, and thus the pallid viper had not hesitated to journey off on her own and explore what she could while she wasn?t occupied with intensive training, curiosity driving her serpentine limbs to navigate her across the different regions of the island that contained numerous sights for her eager eyes to behold. Even when her freedom was permitted, the juvenile rarely did stray from the humid eastern region where she had been raised as a diligent student, but when opportunity knocked at her door in the form of a beckoning and demanding howl that emanated from the battle arena where she had once engaged in combat with her valued sibling, promising bloodshed, the ardent tyke found herself padding swiftly towards it, anticipating a clash of epic proportions that she desired to witness. Alas, as she approached the infamous amphitheater tainted with gore and plagued by death, disappointment struck her core as she digested the pleasantries that strung from the lips of both participants, realizing that she had pursued a friendly spar rather than vehement confrontation. Despite her despondency toward the situation, the phantom child urged onward with the intentions of observing from the sidelines, eager to expand her knowledge in the art of brawling.
Amethyst and mercury eyes swept over each canine present, a singular brow ascending upon her forehead as her pupils fell upon the familiar form of one of her mother?s former lackeys, evidently the one who had encouraged the spar. Gaze lingered upon the male as he composed himself in preparation for the battle to commence, internally placing a bet upon him although the odds were obviously stacked against him in terms of apex and mass only because of the familiarity factor. As she situated herself a few meters away from the epicenter of the arena where the duo resided, she allowed her attention to dart from the other two foreign canines present, velveteen nostrils quivering as she inhaled their similar scents, registering each as unfamiliar to her. She knew not where they hailed from or their relationship with her mother, so she would offer them her indifference, pupils traveling back to the form of Rune as the behemoth brute made his charge.
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