Quiet, forlorn even, Satu followed the sound of Drashiel's voice as he called for a pack hunt. Technically speaking she was a warrior, not a hunter, in rank but she'd spent most of her time in Ludicael hunting just to occupy her time. Ludicael... finding out about the imprisonment of her family had been a shock, enough of a shock to knock the impetuous girl to her haunches just to take it in. She was still unbalanced by it... still confused and quiescent in the wake of the revelation. But beneath that disquiet burned determination and that was what led her to answer her alpha's call today. That was what dragged her out of her stupor to join him despite the extra effort it seemed to take to get herself moving again. Her tail hung limp and unwagging today as she moved to greet him. "Hi, Drashiel. What're we hunting today?" Her voice was subdued, her natural exuberance buried for the moment, noticeable only in the slight ripple of her brown pelt, the hackles rising and falling as an inertia built that begged to be released just to do something.
