City Of Angels

The dam had been left unattended in the heart of Seracia... not that she minded, Crusade had ventured off with the King and she allowed them to get better acquainted. Mahniya would not be a creature that held sway or power in the pack. It would not be in her favor to obtain a high rank, her mind was far to set upon her life as a slave. Crusade spoke with her at length in the eve and when asked Mahniya stated her observations, she was quick, blunt and to the point but Crusade seemed to appreciate her honesty and so Mahniya had not changed her tones.

The King had seemed a touch uneasy with leaving the Glaciem warrior unattended but Crusade had assured him that she would cause no trouble and Mahniya took it as a command. he would start nothing within this pack, in fact she was loathe to leave the temporary den the king had arranged for them. She stayed, solely for the fact that she would be easy to find should the king grow too nervous. Mahniya was not many things, but trustworthy and loyal were two traits unbreakable. She remained where she was, silent and still, watching and waiting.

Her blood colored eyes scanned the empty terrain before her, absorbing in and taking the land to memory. Mahniya had always seen life where others saw dirt and trees, she simply never spoke of it. Free will was something she was not supposed to have obtained and still had trouble grasping now. Her tail gently bat the earth behind her, flickering this way and that. She lay at the mouth of the den, still and silent, waiting for Crusade to return.


Speech!