Change was indeed afoot in Seracia, although Destruction hoped that her position as alphess would merely be a temporary thing, and that Loccian would recover well from her sickness. However in the event that she did not she was prepared to shoulder the duty of Queen for Seracia. Under her friends request, as well as knowing it was her duty as the Queen, temporary or not, she had to get things more active within her pack. They had to prepare in case of war or challenge, teach their young the skills they would need to survive in this world.
Destruction had caught wind of what had happened with Valhalla, and it disturbed her greatly. There were other, more personal things settling on her heart as well. The loss of Tahlia and her children, a detail Destruction had found out after her agreeing to alphaship had cut into the woman deeply. Her family, her god children... gone to a law she herself had agreed to. She hadn't known it would affect them... and though her heart lay with the pack, Destruction wept for them. Worried for them. Were they alright? She felt like a traitor to herself... to them... but she couldn't just betray Loccian and abandon Seracia... so in the end... Destruction put her own feelings aside and decided to put the pack first.
Things were already starting to be organized, though it was a bit slow going. She was making her way to getting to each of the higher ranked members of Seracia, or at least trying to. Speaking of, Maverick and his mate still had quite the standing. She had been meaning to speak with him before her rank change, in regards to mentoring Celeste, but now she had to speak to him of other matters. Or rather, he had to speak to her it seemed. The howl of Maverick would fall upon her ears and Destruction would set off in that direction. It would seem that fate would have them meeting together at last.
Destruction would approach the former king, the one who had first accepted her into Seracia. She would look upon him now, having the feeling that what he wished to speak to her about was of a serious thing. The Queen would approach, finding the feeling strange that she now looked at him in a position of power. So much had changed since she had first come to Seracia. The dark woman would take a seat, dipping her head to the other wolf. All the same she would treat her members with respect.
"Maverick, I am glad that I finally have had the chance to speak with you." Her single crimson ringed white eye would lift to meet his own, the other having been lost in the storm. "But it is clear that you have something you wise to discuss with me. Please, feel free to speak your mind."
"Speech",'Thought.'
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