Contemplations

The other woman was peculiar looking, but in a pretty way, though Eris felt off put by the way that she spoke. Truth be known, Eris wasn't sure how she felt about breeding to her king, other than it solidified her loyalty to him, though lately her loyalty to her pack was questionable. The dame introduced herself as Abelinda, a sister to Isardis, and Eris blinked in surprise, though she supposed she could see the resemblance in some of the kings other family.

The dame asked her name, than proceeded to mix herself with the rest of Isardis's brood and she felt her pelt prickle with annoyance at the dames words. Curtly she would reply. "Eris. Curer of Glaciem." That was all she would say, her eyes glittering in slight annoyance.