Demons Never Die [Meeting]

All hell broke loose. A male she had not seen before entered, staking his claim to the throne. The meeting soon broke in a challenge between Chrysanthe and this brute. She rose to her paws ready to exit but dual toned eyes drifted across the scene that was unfolding before her, eyes settling on Erani. Skull tilted to the side curiously as she reared up. Gaze dropped to the seemingly lifeless form below her. The chocolate fur was familiar. Cairo. She raced towards the crowd that was forming, weaving through bodies to come to Erani's side. Wide eyes looked at the woman, waiting for a command. She took note of the fact that Preston was nowhere to be seen. "Erani." She spoke her name softly, alerting her of her presence and desire to help. Was there anything that could be done? She didn't even know what had happened, or what was wrong. The ex-King was old, that much she knew but as far as other health problems she was in the dark. Eyes drifted to each face that surrounded her before settling back on Cairo. Ears pushed forward, on high alert for the softest of commands. What was going to happen? As soon as things settled she would leave. She knew that much. For now her focus would fall on Erani and Cairo.
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