They Say Be Afraid

Imperia remained silent, just staring at the purple canine who was giving them orders, something Imperia didnt like, but she like her cousin Poe was looking for a soo needed bloodbath, she needed the taste of blood in her jaws, she havent done so since arriving to these lands. How she missed her life of murderer, of assasin for profit. But today the profit beside food would be satisfaction, yea she found that in killing and bringing down creatures. She said nothing when she followed Poe and Saracyn, to the beast's left and when Saracyn gave the signal she snarled, eyes cold, predatory, fangs ready for the dirty work ahead, tongue poking out as she followed after the reddish youngling, ears low. She would position herself on the beasts rear, biting whatever she found to keep it going to the desired place for it to be lead to.

"speak."| "You"