SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS

At first D?gmar thought the call was only in her dreams but slowly the sound seemed to permeate her skull causing her emerald eyes to open slowly, lips peeling back in a growl of irritation. Shilah lay across from her, already alert his brow furrowed in confusion. D?gmar snorted and rolled to her feet quickly trotting from outside her den. She'd been hoping for a way or something. Some reason for her to be involved in the fighting. She sat still and quiet last time? she made no promises the second go around. "Shilah? bring your salad supplies." The wraith smirked to herself. She appreciated a skilled healer but it still didn't stop her urge to pick on his trade. After all, if he'd been a little bit more alert as a warrior he might not be in this position.


There was already a throng of wolves by the time D?gmar arrived. Katja loosed some venomous words at Virgil. The mottle wraith was a bit beyond caring at this point. Packs in Alacritis changed paws so frequently that she'd more or less given up on finding a stable home. At least Katja was fighting to keep her throne, not growing bored and abandoning it like so many other rulers. For that Katja would ever have D?gmar's respect.


Verdant gaze flickered amongst the crowd, sizing up the other wolves should things get messy. Emotions always ran high at these sorts of things and spillover was always a risk. It was then D?gmar's gaze landed on?.. well what the fuck was she looking at exactly? Face contorted in confusion at the purple, freaking PURPLE wolf. Had she eaten a bad piece of buffalo and was seeing things? The vibrant red she could perhaps come to terms with but now she was staring at a purple wolf. It seemed so very wrong to her to see a creature of this color.


"Excuse me, what the hel happened to you? You're freaking purple!! You part eggplant or something?"



"Speech"