Here come the drums [mtg]

Everyone gathered together quite quickly. It wasn't long before Valentine spoke, speaking of war against -- Dione. Her heart skipped a beat, and she rose to her paws. Purple eyes did not leave her alpha, shock replacing some of her excitement. But when he spoke of the things that she did, anger quickly replaced it. She had promised that she had loved her! And now this? How could she slander the pack knowing that Mercy was in here too? Did their relationship really mean nothing at all? Her breath came out in a quick huff, and then a growl. When Valentine barked out commands she nodded her head, she was going. Even if she had been told to stay, she probably would have come anyways. Falling into step with Valentine, she was about to follow him out when she paused. Revenge. Turning and racing to her brother, she nuzzled against him and placed a kiss on his forehead. Purple eyes pulled back to meet his sunshiny gaze, brows kitting together. "I will come back safe, I promise. Look after everyone, okay?" She said softly, giving him one last look before trotting to meet back up with Valentine. When she passed Kyarst she winked at him, ears flickering as she remembered their time together. Thoughts like this is what would keep her going, to block out the pain and rejection that threatened to over take her. This was war, and she would prove time and time again that she was walking irony. Mercy would show no mercy.

-Exit Mercy-