my kingdom come [DM]

She could feel it in her gut. Something was wrong. That feeling was enough to draw her from the depths of Glaciem. She caught the scent of her king, and another, a recent addition to Glaciem and found herself following it blindly, until a scent she recognized mixed with it, Seraphim. His name left her in a light sigh, as she moved rapidly towards the smell, praying he wasn't in trouble. Praying... that he was okay. Her paws carried her to the battlefield and she stopped short at the edge of the field, surprised to see a large group around him, the ivory brute that had captivated her mind and heart.

She moved closer, noticing that her king was there already and stopped near the group. Her gaze impassive on the looming battle. Should these question arrive of her intentions, she wasn't sure what she would say. Standing a little bit away from the group, to be carefully placed so it seemed that she wasn't on a side. Her golden eyes passed over every wolf, lingering on Seraphim, hoping that his green eyes would meet hers, giving her some indication as to what he intended to do.