Mastodons are Cooler

Rhaegara had admittedly been a little spaced out as of late… not in a bad way, just in an intensely focused kind of way. She had been focusing on getting stronger and getting better. She wanted and needed to fight her way to the top, not in any sort of coup, but simply to be the best she could be. All she wanted to do was be better. When the call rose, she was eagerly hearing it and accepting it. She made her way along, Carlys following closely behind as her faithful friend always did. She arrived shortly after Domari, dipping her head in greeting as she waited to hear what was going to be hunted. She was a decent hunter, though she felt herself a better fighter, but she would help however she could. Really hunting was just fighting food, right?