CHANGE COMES LIKE THE TIDE

*Azalea* · (This post was last modified: 07-27-2014, 09:48 PM by Azalea.)

Azalea heard the queen call from deep within the dark of the forest. Her pulse jumped, heart kicking into an anxious state of overdrive. There was something in Roman's tones that excited Azalea. Her sense of adventure returning to her as she sprang through the wood like a young doe on strong legs. Free of cares, free of ailment.

She arrived to the meeting panting, spotting Roman and August easily. August was speaking quietly and Azalea thought nothing of the matter as she turned her gorgeous auburn head to look at the other wolves gathered as well as those just entering like she was. Many of them had been at the previous meeting in which proclamations of war had been made and then just as quickly cast aside.

It would seem that the Tortugan wolves were confused with how to act, many wolves choosing to leave rather than act when that was what Roman requested of them. It was offensive, even to Azalea. Loyalty was important and though Azalea had yet to feel entirely at home in this new, cold, lonely land she was still willing to give her all for the home she was provided here.

No, the hot little red head was not content to bow down and roll over ANY longer! She wanted to be strong. She wanted to surpass her Adravendi name and be known as more than just another of her kind.

Stepping before the queen Azalea gave an impressively respectful dip of her tiara. "Queen Roman." She gave a slight sly smile before moving on to sit down "mid pack" one might say.

"hear me ROAR."

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