Get Your Head In The Game

The plague was over now. Avantika was glad, although she still wished that she'd been able to figure out where the event had come from. Maybe it was just like the sun and stars, phenomena without explanation that had simply always been there. But something about the ooze had felt different. It had hurt her. It had hurt the people she loved, too, and that was more important. Avantika would die for her people. Audra still only had one eye, and the whole pack was recovering from their own ordeals. Wasn't she entitled to some sort of why?

But she couldn't stop and think for too long. Time moved on and Avantika would be damned if she'd let herself slip and fall behind. Her skills were pushed to as close to perfection as she could get, but she knew Art wanted the other members of the pack to sharpen theirs as well. She could train them.

She only had to wander around for a few minutes before a call rose out, asking for exactly what she wanted to provide. Serenity was the woman's name. She didn't know her well, but it would be fine. She didn't need to. Arriving, she'd greet the woman, voice friendly, "Hey."

"Speech"