those kinds of things

The challenge was finally winding down now, the loser departing their separate ways leaving the air heavy still heavy in tension. She waited patiently for the new Queen to tie up a few other loose ends before she approached, determination tight in her limbs and lower jaw. Fate had dealt her many an unfortunate hand in packs but she was stubborn if nothing else. The Olympian family drama did not deter one who lusted after battle as others might lust for flesh.


"Queen? Katja, yes?" D?gmar hadn't been officially introduced to the woman but she took a shot. "Have you a moment to consider where I might stand within your pack if you'll still have me?"