Lesson One
10-28-2014, 03:12 PM
Freyja sighed and rolled her eyes. This whole pack thing just... wasn't working out. It was nothing like she had once hoped, once dreamed about. It was bickering and petty subordinates and those damned uppity Olympians who never seemed to stop causing problems. Why couldn't they just... accept their weakness and move on? It was annoying to begin with, and she hadn't been able to hunt a damn one down and show them the gravity of their sins. But alas, there was not much to be done. Maybe I ought to just leave, she thought to herself with a scoff, but shook the thought away. None of this meant Katja was not a warrior worth falling, and she had been given a task. Up until that point she had been engaging in a failure all her own but neglecting to hunt down this young recluse. At least I didn't end up with one of the pups, she quipped. That would have had her over the damn border and into the sunset before Katja could say 'force claim.' So there she was, nose to the ground, doing her best to trace one of the only scents she hadn't paired with a face. A howl had sounded not long ago, a voice she didn't know... Well, putting two and two together her course seemed obvious. The girl, Bera... A name she knew. One of her countless siblings (if she remembered correctly, which was doubtful) shared the calling. A coincidence but nothing she would... she froze. Her quarry stood there in waiting, drab coat and nubbish ears and all too familiar... "Well, well, well," she chuckled. "What do we have here?" She smiled and sat back on her haunches, all too pleased with herself. |
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