Now is the time, Now is the hour

Rumors flew everywhere, even to the far north. While the ivory devil had never been west, she had heard the rumors of a pack that had been abandoned. Taking it as an omen, Lurid jumped on the opportunity to come and stake her own claim on the land. Ilyn and Samael came along with her, her faithful companions refusing to leave her side for a second. Cairn and Requiem would come soon if they so wished, but she would need her maddened sister Atropos after any fight that could break out. Lurid would allow no other to take this from her, she was an empress who deserved her own dark empire. The first thing she noticed was the heat, followed by the desert, then the little oasis that was tucked away in the sands. The woman was not built for the heat, and she would take this pack back up north with her - provided none tried to dispute her claim first. Letting out a booming, dual-toned howl, the Night Mother sang her song for all to hear. Woe to the wolf who would fight Blodreina for her throne.