Bevroren Talk

N/A · 10-12-2014, 01:38 PM

She would not wait long, a silver woman greeting her. "I am Cataleya, Queen of Arcanum." Pleasantries seemed like a must. "I am simply traveling to all the packs, establishing a standing, whether it be neutrality, friendship, or enemies." A smirk would lift her lips. Enemies could be fun. She had no qualms about pillaging the nearby packs, but first she needed to gauge each pack, figure out who she could use to her benefit. Silver audits tipped forward, her attention settling easily on the woman. This woman stood about the same height as herself, and probably weighed nearly as much. But just because they shared similar appearances, did not make them compatible. She wanted to know more about this woman. Was she a strong leader? A strong fighter? Was her pack against going to war, or did they welcome it with open arms. Already she got a better feeling about this pack than she did the last one. Perhaps that last pack could be her little punching bag. Silencing her thoughts, and smoothing out her expression, she would gauge the woman's reaction to her words.

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