After the chaos of the challenge it was a relief to be away from it, to be in the lands originally claimed by Olympus and to begin doing a bit of... housecleaning, so to speak. Marking the boundary over top Olympus' scent markers, rolling and rubbing against trees to aid in covering the old scent. 'This is my land now' she was saying as clearly as if she spoke aloud every time she scraped her paws in a visible mark of claim. She could have - should have - been resting after the swift but brutal battle between her and the male ruler of Olympus, but she was still working off some of the simmering rage that had built up in her, and that aside she wanted to make clear her claim before she raced off for Ebony.
The call rang out summoning her and Katja immediately turned to lope after the sound. Reaching her destination found her facing the cardinal-red boy who had been with the eldest Olympus girl at the challenge. She approached him warily, but openly and without aggression. He'd spoken of wanting to join Yfir to be with his girl - was that what he wanted, still? Or had he come to plead for her release?
