MONEY. POWER. GLORY
07-25-2014, 12:54 PM
Azalea was welcomed to speak with her or Qanik after the meeting, to discuss moving into a more fulfilling position than wet nurse. Honestly, with how the pups clung to her, she welcomed an escape from them. Hell, make Soren a full time baby sitting. Azalea took that thought back quickly, no way was captain depression going to be able to handle a litter of puppies that only seemed to want her. Azalea seated herself among the wolves, not by anyone in particular, and watched the wolves arrive to great their Praetor. When a sandy colored she-wolf walked in, Azalea felt her body grow stiff and her breath catch. Satis Armada. The Adravendi contained herself, shifting her weight a bit as she watched the wolf approach Roman. Glaciem and Tortuga were allies, family, Satis being here was nothing she could get offended about. When the meeting started she was introduced to the pack and it was revealed that Satis was a Legionary, a beta of sorts. Azalea didn't have time to dwell on it, however, as Roman brought word of siege. It was a word that struck Azalea hard. Why would anyone want to start a war? Azalea felt apart from everyone, sitting among all these wolves she didn't really know, but she WAS a part of this pack now and she would take part to keep her family safe. Azalea stood up, "I will fight." |
