FLAWLESS

The sound of battle is most familiar. Ears quirk upwards as glowing eyes fall upon the frames of combatting titans, tail swishing behind her as she notes an unfamiliar old Alpha making demands of Viridiana, the woman who had come with a cure. Virgil wonders what this is about; supposing that, perhaps, the white woman has annoyed the Covari woman and earned her wrath. Or perhaps this is a hope to attain an empire. Dark aggression glints in the golden woman?s eyes; should the red creature seek to do something to Ebony or Olympus, Virgil will rip her throat out. She has no tolerance for pests or traitors, especially now. For now she reclines, observing peacefully. Perhaps Raisa will join her and they can discuss the current happenings together.