Demons Never Die [Meeting]

Soleil moved slowly through the land. Veronica Plains, home to Valhalla. In her eyes it was a place that could do no wrong. The wolves were saints and the pack was like heaven. Of course she had been sick for quite a while and now that she was just getting back to herself, she was not thrilled to hear all the fuss.


Collision had demoted her. Soleil had never earned her rank to begin with but for some reason it angered her to know that Epiphron was deemed above her. If anyone had earned the rank that young then it was Chrysanthe. Devoted and already in high standings. That however was not the point. She felt a little cast aside. Forgotten. It was not like she had died. It was not like she could have just waved a paw and gotten well.


She had also noticed how Erani no longer took care of her medical needs, Preston was going on solo missions now-a-days. Erani had been heavily pregnant, she must have whelped though Soleil suspected that was not the only reason Preston was no longer shadowing the talented she-wolf. The male moved with too much...too much something that just made Soleil think he was in charge of the healing department anymore.


Moving into the meeting the female found herself a seat. Near the rear where she felt her current rank demanded she be. She was not a vital part of Valhalla and oddly enough it made her a bit bitter. Any effort she put into being a part of the pack was quickly thwarted by mother nature.


Intense gaze moved around the gathering, landing on wolf after wolf. Some she didn't know at all, but Valhalla was a big place.