No respect around here

Recluse had known her aunt was in a bad way, the woman had been depressive ever since her litter had been born fatherless. And yet she had thought things were starting to look up, they had been raising Hari's son in tandem and the woman had returned from trips beyond the border once or twice with seemingly lifted spirits. And then... She'd fucking disappeared. At first the pale alpha had been worried, her cousins had not seen their mother and Recluse wondered if the woman had met misfortune while beyond the borders... Or worse had fallen further into her depression and done something irreversible.  

So when she'd left to find the woman it had been at first with a sense of urgency and unease and yes, genuine worry. The pale light of the moon casting everything in a ghostly silver, something she should have been used to but that somehow felt off.

But worry soon transformed into frustration and quietly simmering rage as she realized the path she was following. The ghostly woman paced outside the Armada border, trying to collect he thoughts. The warlord had once called on her seeking to bring a young wolf or two into his fold for training and at the time Recluse had been unable to give him a name, her own pack had only just started waking up around her and she had wanted to give them time before uprooting them... But if he'd decided to take her aunt instead, without even consulting her? Well she would be pretty pissed. Recluse had been trying, she'd even been the one to suggest more regular meetings between the empire to facilitate better interpack relationships. And yet! Yet she faced the possibility that the warlord was poaching members out from under her. If her aunt wanted to leave so be it but the former imperial guard dog had to know there was an order to things, that he'd openly disrespected her and her authority. She had always known neither her cousin nor the warlord actually respected her...

Finally the woman called for him, not caring if he was as nocturnal as he was, not caring who she woke with her call. She would get answers, and if he'd conspired to undermine her he would answer to her.

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