Rise to Power

She would watch in silence as wolves trickled in after the call was given, a woman with a coat of black and greys, an odd dark boy practically drooling at the woman's feet. She would give a smirk at this, but her attention soon drifting off towards the others still arriving. Another female, sitting beside Cataleya and a male on the opposite. An interesting bunch, they were all quite large and dark in coloring, did that mean their heats were also dark like the Queen had informed her the first day they met?

And so the meeting would begin, the silver woman introduced the pack's name and the ruler beside her, a pack of war and violence. Narfi would grin, finally, these lands seemed to be filled with the good two shoes, it was sickening. The wolves would train rigorously and regularly, she had no problem with that, and weakness wouldn't be tolerated, good. Moving on to the members, the girl beside her, Zaria was her daughter and the heir. Duke and Duchess were open and would work closely with her and Basilisk, the male on her other side. Marquis, Comte, and Baron were commanders of warriors, hunters and healers.

For the time being, Narfi was not interested in any of the higher ranks for she did not have the experience yet to hold any of them. That didn't mean she didn't want any however, no no, she would soon rise and get what she wanted. And so Cat would move on to discuss them, ranks would not be given out freely, everyone had to prove themselves. Within a few days she would call them together for an event, people would spar against each other and winners would receive a rank they fought for. Hm, interesting. As mentioned before, she wasn't interested in a high rank at the moment, so she would participate only for the sparring practice or just observe if she couldn't.

Next were rules and such, Narfi would pay attention but nothing really mattered to her, it was all common sense and not difficult to follow. She would give a shake of her head when she asked for questions.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"