Road Trip
06-01-2014, 05:17 PM
It had been a few days since she had met Azalea Adravendi, the first Adravendi wolf she had met. As she left the Tortugan borders, she called for August- heeding Qanik's request that she take a member of the pack with her. With her pack-mate she headed west, towards the borders of Valhalla. She didn't really know why she was seeking out the Valhallan wolves, if only to put a face to a name- to figure out who ruled the Valhallan's now. She wasn't particularly inclined to ally with them, nor inclined to harm them. After all Azalea hadn't seemed that bad, to her. She wasn't exactly sure if she would or could stand against her father, if he chose to war with the other pack though, she only prayed she wouldn't have to see how strong her own resolve was. As the pair neared the borders, she halted a very respectful distance away, before tilting her head back- calling for the alpha of the land. She wouldn't be surprised if a whole party arrived on the border, most probably wouldn't be too thrilled to see her. Tortuga, she could only assume they all knew, was closely allied to their enemy- the king of the north, and her father. This meeting could quickly go awry, if the Valhalla ruler wished it. Her tail flicked idly beside her, and she hummed slightly under her breath, her violet eyes glancing over at August, to whom she'd smile at slightly, before her attention would turn back to the horizon, waiting and watching. Speech, |
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