Ad victoriam

As always, Dusk was quick to answer her father's call. The dutiful woman wouldn't dream of sitting back and allowing others to wander off into danger. Not while there was the chance that she could protect them.

The antlered fae made her way towards the hall and seated herself towards the front of the group, always the eager student. Dusk's long tail curled around one hip as she settled in, back ramrod straight per usual. Fiery eyes rested upon her father as she waited for him to choose a target.

"Dusk Carpathius"