Brightly Wound
01-09-2014, 08:13 PM
The call would spread over the new lands, summoning the members of Valhalla together. For a brief moment the girl thought about not going, found no reason to show up when her existence meant nothing. Seraphine was part of a pack though, she had joined with her father, and so she had to give them her loyalty. The yearling would give a growl of annoyance before moving away from the path she had been strolling down. In no time she would arrive a where Chrysanthe had howled, seeing two other figures already there, Sephiroth and an unknown male. She would move forward, head held low, taking a seat behind the two males but to the right of where Chrysanthe sat, away from the rest of the crowd that would surely show up. No emotion would be upon her face, blank as a statue as she watched her Alphess, waiting to find out what she had to tell them. "normal. talk. think. you." Awesome image by Trynx <3 |