Here come the drums [mtg]

"What does that one do?" she asked Revenge, pointing to the sprig of lavender at his paws. It smelled really nice, but she couldn't really imagine it doing much good. The flowers were all small and looked kinda like unopened buds, so it couldn't really do anything, right? She was about to ask another question when Valentine's call rang out. War? A grin spread wide on her face as she turned andd looked at Revenge, her elongated tail curling over her back. Her blood started to pump faster through her body, the howl inciting the warrior within her. Without another word she jumped to her paws and raced off, purple eyes casting to look over to her shoulder to be sure that her brother was following. Mercy raced towards Valentine, making sure to lower her tail when he came into sight. Excitement dancing in her gaze as she looked up at him on his kingly throne. She had to force herself to sit, her whole body practically thrumming with energy. Valentine had seemed to have been pleased with her fighting, and now she could truly show her worth. Teeth dug into her lower lip as she tried to calm herself, but it was evident enough. She knew that this was serious, but she couldn't help but feel excited. At last she could truly show her worth, put all of her effort into this. For not only just Valentine, but for her pack as well. Curling her pale tail around her to try and further calm herself, her gaze never left her Kings. She had to keep her mouth shut, because she knew that questions would come flowing out as soon as she opened her yap. She hadn't even realized that she was the first to arrive.