Anzhelika agreed with her earlier statement. Pathetic it indeed was. The ivory and caramel woman also agreed that there was a pack out there that focused on battle and power. It would be interesting to see how long Anzhelika would last in Abaven before she embarked on a search for another home, whatever pack she may desire. For now the deep ember lady was best off, on her own path to find her new life.
"Well then, Anzhelika," She began with a firm nod, preparing to leave. "I hope all goes well within your pack and you achieve your high rank."
She did not know the next time she would meet Anzhelika again though she was certain everything would be different. Anzhelika would have her higher position and the bronze woman would simply be part of a pack, though a high rank for herself would be excellent...
"And now, I shall be off." Her last words echoed, a wicked grin spreading over her features. With that, the maple furred lady swiftly carried herself through the trees and into the shadows. She became nothing more than a thin outline against the darkness.