Diplomacy (TORTUGA)

Her call was answered by a brown-hued male. His stance did not speak of an alpha, but a subordinate, and Katja's silver gaze simply followed him impartially as he approached to sit nearby. His words were confirmation enough as he stated that the queen would be along, and he asked her a question. Slanted eyes regarded him with cool distance, but she saw no harm in giving her name to this border guard. He would hear it anyway, when his alpha arrived. "Katja Finnvi am I, regent of the empire of Ebony," she rumbled to him. "Knowledge of this pack do I seek, and discourse with its alpha. Tell me what you can of your Tortuga while we do wait."

Cool silver eyes gleamed a challenge at the guard as she made her demand. What sort of pack was this Tortuga, and how would they do with Ebony? How would they treat Ebony's new - and very blunt - alpha? These were things she must know.



"Speech"

I won't be ignored

Time won't heal this damage anymore