Roll Call

Imperia had been away from the rest, maye way too much. Reasons could be any, but a possibility could be that she had been dealing with inner conflicts, conflicts within her own mind. Conflicts born from the constant memories and remembrance about her life as a child. Nights became restless, short lived. Nightmares and night terrors now plagued her dreams in a constant rate, almost every night they came to bring the mendacium assassin even more suffering that she had been in since the start of her life. These made her even more irritable than usual, and yet she did her best to keep her issues hidden, away from other's attention or knowledge. She could deal with this on her own, as she had done with everything thrown at her.

Today she walked around the island, patrolling or so she wanted to make it look as. She just took it as an excuse to stay away from every wolf in this pack. But a call came, and even though she could had ignored it, sighing she followed. Maybe it could bring the distraction she was looking for. Eyes cold, and confident posture she arrived, sitting down on her own. Far from the rest but not too much to be unable to hear. She said nothing, keeping quiet for now.

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