LET ME SET YOU ON FIRE, LOVE

A loud call of summons rang from within her chest. The Queen called for one wolf, and one wolf alone. Perhaps the wolf she called for was her most faithful, her most trustworthy- she alone had stood strong, and she alone Roman would seek to aid in her ambitions, whatever those may be. So Roman would wait, impatiently for the dame. She didn't know what Elli sought to do within Regium, Roman only knew that she would aid her in any endeavor. While two of the tier two ranks had been filled, Roman had left the last empty, so see who would take it. Perhaps it would be Elli that would rise to the challenge. Roman also needed to promote up to fill the tier three ranks- and recruit- she had a lot to do. She needed a counsel- just in case the tenuous relationships between packs called for quick and aggressive actions. Lazily, she paced- letting her head run through all the possibilities, perhaps she'd spend time at the battlefield to recruit- and perhaps she'd even force-fully bring members to Regium's ranks.