Drowning in a Pool of Regret

White paws pressed against the ground tenderly, moving with dancer like grace as she floated on the sound that beckoned her. She moved with no worry, not rushing to get there but not taking her time either. Long legs propelled her across the beach easily, a half a days travel at a walk from her brothers location. She had been on her way to visit the Delta that the kingdom pack had once lived on but the deep baritone of her brothers voice called her and direction changed without a second thought. Red lady didn't think about it too much, moving along the beach wearing that sly smile and nothing more. Eyes took in her surroundings, sharp but lack luster and emotionless. She could fake a feeling, fake caring but today she didn't need to, didn't need to plaster on a mask and pretend in her brothers company. Not that she really cared enough to pretend around most of her pack anymore. If they didn't already know what a cold hearted bitch she was then that was their problem, she was done painting on a kind, cheerful mask around the cold blooded murders that made up the majority of their train wreck of a pack.

Shoulder rolled, head carried high but tail drifting behind her almost parallel to her spine. It was obvious the female carried a rank but the stench of Tortuga didn't cling so strongly to her sleek coat anymore. Her current task required that she frequent the west of Alacritis now rather then wander around home. This was the closest she had been to home in weeks, her last visit had been during the pack meeting in the summer. Though she doubted that she was missed, not that Kaien ever noticed her, and Morphine knew where Vi was. She had never felt any overwhelming urge to talk to her brother about it, she would call him if and when she needed him and that was all. He was just yet another pawn she could use and push around the chess board in the game she was playing.

She slid onto the scene, silent as the breeze, sharp gaze taking in her brothers hulking mass and the matted, disgrace of a women that lay crumpled beside him. "Whats going on?" she grumbled, not too impressed that Secret was here. Vi and she had never completely gotten along, never truly liked each other but had never completely disliked each other either. She slowed and halted a ways away, standing tall as if she could look down at her monster of a siblings. How they were related it was hard to tell, Vi being the only red wolf in her family that she knew of. Sometimes she wished she had known their father, known who had so captured the attention of the goddess. But she could never know, would never know...