Hanging by a thread

The woman before him would return her own name after he had spoken his own, confirming his thoughts that this was Catayela. He didn't know a great deal about the woman expect that she was strong, strong as his Sibelle was strong. In another world could those two have turned out as friends? Cat would speak again, issuing his worries that came with this meeting as she informed him that he was housing one who had lost to a child. He couldn't help but stiffen at the slight to Sibelle, but kept his expression neutral for the sake of alliances for Solstice. He didn't answer her, her words had not been a question, and in a moment she would speak again, soothing him partly by explaining this was not why she was here ? and he hoped that this would mean he would not have to fight her for Sibelle?s safety.



When Catayela had first arrived here he had thought she had the bearing of an Alpha, she would speak now and her words would explain why this was, that she was indeed queen of a pack once more. Cataleya would move forward now and Cru was immediately suspicious. She had already mentioned Sibelle and Cru knew of her dislike for the woman, and he immediately suspected Catayela of having something up her sleeve. He rocked back on his heels slightly to give partially more room between them without the slight of stepping away from her as he nodded his head to her words. ?The Plains and the Moor, I believe i know where those lie. Are you telling me the location in the hopes we can come to an agreement here?? he asked cautiously, still watching her wearily.


"Speech"
'thoughts'