You got the bullets, I got the gun

The call roused Atka, but it was Skadi's approach and words that pulled her into alertness, and she ghosted along behind the woman in equal silence as the warrior obeyed her queen's call. The group already gathered was fairly small, but Skadi had answered the command promptly so that was to be expected. Purple eyes scanned the crowd, seeing many of the same wolves who had appeared to the fights including the speckled female who had called that training session, but just as she approached the group - having paused watchfully at the edges to study the wolves while Skadi continued on - a giant of a male strutted into their midst, a pale ghost of a wolverine trailing behind. Her gaze fell on the wolverine with cautious distaste, for Atka had encountered a few of her kind on the range and had grown to dislike them, but it was the flash of violet from the male's dark coat that really caught her eye. Quietly, the small yearling cat-footed her way into the pack, taking her usual spot behind and to the side of Skadi, but her gaze immediately turned back to this purple-tainted ebony male. Narrow-eyed, she observed him with a wary appraisal - not trusting either the giant wolf nor the beast who followed him, but not needful of or willing to seek reassurance from Skadi either.


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