Beat me bloody

Aernd?s was returning to base, back to the new pack she'd recently joined. The woman had been keeping to herself, partly because she was in heat and partly because she still had her mission. She'd been searching every direction of the compass, searching for the scents of her quarry. Yet, each day brought more and more disappointment. It was maddening!


Blood caught the rapt attention of the murderess. Had there been a battle? If so she wanted in! Steely limbs unfurled as she raced toward the source of the scent. But where she'd hoped to meet a training session she instead found a scene of defeat and disgrace. Boy? Cru wasn't kidding when he said he needed warriors. Well, it was a good thing she was here. Ignoring the strange red woman she made a beeline right for Crucifix.


"Wow? what the fuck happened? I've heard of lover's spats but this is impressive." She chuckled lightly before glancing at the other wolves. "Oh, I'm Aernd?s by the way, I'm new." She moved to the other side of Cru, offering her side if he needed more support, her nose reaching out to violate his personal space so she could sniff him. "?where have you been? Who's scent is that? It's not Solstice!" Goodness she was out of the loop.


"Speech"