Dealing With the Devil

The visitor was unexpected, knocking upon the doors of Glaciem and pulling Argent towards her. The new mother had experienced a bout of insomnia, and assumed that Eris would happily watch over her children in the night. She arrived at the borders to a shocking sight. The russet-kissed girl whom Vixe had pointed out an interest in, a beauty certainly, and a member of Valhalla?s high rankers. Crimson eyes set upon the girl gently, taking in her form, trying to determine if this was the start of a war or not. ?Why have you walked into the devil?s den, dear?? she questioned.
She tensed, prepared for battle. She and Sendoa had already shown the Valhallan leaders were weak, but weak leaders did not account for the rest of the population. She would let out a low bark, a summons for Isardis, although she knew not if the King was still awake. Nonetheless, she assumed he might find intrigue in this little situation. Argent found it unsettling. Had she brought the rest of Valhalla with her? Was she here to challenge for Gideon? Part of her wanted to just go ahead and challenge for the little dove right then and there, but alas she did not. She would hear her out, for now.