�ingvellir (YFIR)

D?gmar trotted along with a spring in her step. This was what she needed. Duty, activity, something to keep her mind and body going and in motion and despite the chaos that had birthed it she was glad to be in a pack again. A rabbit hung limp in her jaws. An early morning warm up to get the blood pounding in her ears. The wraith slowed to a stop as she heard the call of the Queen or as was said in her tongue Drottning. D?gmar was quickly picking up on the new alphas quirks and manner of speech, it was not unlike those in the land she'd come from as probably obvious by her name.


Lithe form skittered down into an unusual canyon as she followed the Drottning's call. What on earth was the ebony femme doing out here? She had to admit the land was pretty and offered many opportunities to explore not to mention more secure dens. And once more, dens that did not reek of Olympus. She could hardly stand hers.


D?gmar set the rabbit at her feet and gave a polite nod of greeting to Katja. She really wasn't one for bowing unless instructed to do otherwise. "Morning, Lady Drottning. I trust you'll explain why you've called a gathering all the way out here?"