a moment of your time

Qanik raised her pale head as the call echoed to her. And it was for her, not the whole pack or even her whole family. Just her, and a twinge of unease went through her. Surely Cru wasn't going to berate her for having called a meeting of warriors when she held no rank and no right to do so? He had seemed pleased at the time, though in that there was a sense of foreboding as well, remembering Regium...

She moved to follow the howl to it's source, the much younger male alpha waiting for her and she paced forward to dip her head respectfully to him. "Prima," she greeted in her gravelly voice, calm and dignified despite how the title felt so unfamiliar on her tongue. "What can I do for you?"



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