On the Move

Imperia waited, on her far away seat, ears perked up as her cold expression traveled through the rest of members but feeling nothing. She cared not for whatever Manea and her mate wanted for them, but as she explained their future plans she simply stared saying nothing, just inertly thinking. She never shared her thoughts unless she was asked directly. She nodded but what would she do? She hated wolves, she didnt care if someone would train with her, she needed no company to be deadly, to be lethal and bring pain and suffering to those who became her enemy. As Manea finished she simply stood up, and like that left saying nothing. --Exit--

"The talking"