Mira honestly had no idea why she was even here. She was a fighter, not a healer. And yet, she found herself trailing after her alpha, a slightly confused expression on her face as she did so. Fighter or not... well, it would be helpful to learn a bit of healing. At the very least, she could patch her own wounds when in the field. That alone was worth it, but even more so it was worth showing that Sonticus was a force to be reckoned with.
She flicked an ear, eyes widening upon sighting a familiar brown form. Motif...? No, that wasn't her. Another blink, and she recognized Rhythm - something that made a lot more sense, and made Mira feel a bit better. After all, what would she have done if her old friend had suddenly turned on fighting and gone to healing? Unless she was there for the same reason Mira was. Regardless, though, the female was Rhythm, and scenting like Imperium, at that. She wasn't sure why Rhythm was in Imperium instead of Abaven, but that was one hornet's nest she had no desire to step on.
The red woman sat next to Arian, sparing only a glance for Irelyn before dipping her head to Kassander, in a silent acknowledgment.
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