Marked to Die: Battle Training!
04-20-2014, 12:44 AM
A smile tugged at her lips as a call echoed in her skull causing the Queen to lift her head. Daegmar. The woman was already living up to her rank. There was no doubt that this woman would thrive as Marquis, and the rest of her pack would thrive. Limbs would lift the behemoth, carrying her towards the source. The Queen was interested to see who would arrive and how they would behave for the new Commander. It didn't take long for the Queen to arrive, and she would be the first. "I am happy to see that you are already starting training." Words would roll off her tongue with ease as the Queen seated herself at the edge of the clearing. She was no running this meeting, she was merely an observer and she would behave as so. Her thoughts wandered, wondering if Zaria would arrive, she had taken notice of the girls change in behavior and scent. Caeto was back, that was the only explanation, and the Queen imagined that he had joined the pack. It didn't take long for her thoughts to jump to Kylar, wondering where he had ventured off to. The pair were together more often than not, but she had not seen him privately in a few days, and secretly she missed his presence, missed sleeping beside him, missed his touch, she missed him. The thought of a missing male immediately had Basilisk invading her thoughts, darkening her mood. Her second in command had failed to make an impression on the pack, failed to earn their respect. His lack of presence had been more than disappointing. He had wanted this pack, she had worked so hard to provide him with a home and power, and now he was throwing it away. Lips threatened to curl back but she contained it, keeping her composure as the sound of paw steps closed in.
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