Feeding my flame
She found herself spending more time outside of pack lands rather than within pack lands, but she was far from neglecting her duties. Russet bodice sprawled lazily across cool grass, eyes closed as she relaxed. This had been the first place she had met Vi, the place where she had agreed to join Covari, but it was all a distant memory now. Dozing lightly, she enjoyed the cool spring air and the smell of rain. She hoped that the rain would hold off long enough for her to finish enjoying her lazy afternoon. Her mind was quiet for the first time in a few days. After the meeting and her little adventure with Cynrik, she spent two days on the island before finally returning to Covari. The time away had settled her thoughts and soothed her worries.
Her injuries had healed without issue, leaving behind only scars in remembrance of her battle. A coy smile played on marred lips as she laid out plans. Vi had given her permission to go to war with the pale bitch, if she could get the numbers. Idly she wondered who all would join her. Was the pack even interested in going to war? After the Tortugan Queens attack on Vi, she was certain that there would be some who would seek revenge. But she knew the consequences. Going after Roman would bring Isardis out of whatever hole he was currently hiding in. But the chance to overthrow his empire was more than enticing, especially after her little run in with the pale man. |