Or maybe it is [joining]
09-04-2014, 10:53 PM
A call rang out for her, pulling her from the moor and back to plains. Why was she always summoned to the plains? A growl would leave her throat in irritation. She hated this place. It would take her sometime, but she would finally arrive, her crown held high, tail curled around her hips. Her gaze would first land on the man that was already part of her pack. Beside him stood a dark woman. A brow would lift, taking in their bloodied and torn appearances. She thought about ask but then decided that she didn't really care what happened to them. "I assume there is a reason you called me here." She would look pointedly at the man. His called wanted permission, but for what? This woman? Was she a mute? Why had she not called for the silver Queen? Pushing away her irritation she would stand before them, waiting for an answer to her question. It could be guessed that this woman sought acceptance into her pack. And the silver woman would happily accept her, so long as she was capable. HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE |