Paws lead her on, going over the borders of her home with head held high. Her single orb was searching, looking for particular members of her pack. Wolves had been disappearing left and right... Not even telling her that they were leaving. It was highly concerning... And the Queen was determined to call a meeting soon. But first she was doing some last minute things... Checks and whatnot of the borders. Trying to make sure that there were no foreign scents or signs that the missing members of Seracia might have been taken by force.
It was then that the dark woman would catch the scents of two other wolves. Male and Female... And close to Seracia?s borders. The one held a scent she thought she might recognize... But she couldn?t place it. Certainly a pack wolf, however. The woman would amble on, moving silently up upon them. The moon provided some hint as to her presence... But darkness was Destruction?s element of surprise... For her dark coat would, for the most part, blend in with the shadows that surrounded her.
She would arrive just as the woman answered the pack wolf, and Destruction would step from the shadows, single crimson ringed white eye falling upon the pair. ?Very, very close to the borders of Seracian lands.? Truth be told they were pretty much in the lands already but... With so few wovles patrolling the borders and keeping the markings on them strong she wasn?t sure where things lay anymore and certainly didn't expect others to. Seracia needed more members.
Destruction would not show aggression though. ?I am the Queen of Seracia, actually. I am Destruction... And if you need a temporary place to rest and gather your strength while you figure out a plan to search for your pack you are welcome to stay here.? Her eyes would turn to the male now, finally recognizing the scent he bore.
?You bear the scent of the plains... Does Valhalla still reside there under the rule of Chrysanthe?? Old allies... Something else she needed to check in on... And perhaps make some new ones as well.
