Deliver Us From Evil

Chrysanthe's ears perked at thes ound of a call near the borders. She waited a moment, wondering whether one of her brothers would want to answer this one, but when neither of their voices came she responded to the stranger herself. The beta lifted her head, howling to the other lupine and quickly telling her that she wouldn't be alone for long and someone was coming to see what she wanted. Perhaps not quite what the other was expecting, but all would be revealed in time.


On Chrys's part, she would come face to face with a female not much older than her, and was around the same size too. And the most noticable part about the other female, were her scars. What had happened for her to get so many? She had thought that she had quite a few for someone her age, some scrapes and knicks around her face and on her legs from sparring and fighting. Yet this female was covered in her battle scars, and the yearling was incredibly curious as to where she had gotten them. "You called?" The princess spoke, a small smile on her face. She did her best not to stare, because she wasn't one for being rude right off of the bat. "And, if I may... are you alright?" Her head tilted slightly with her question, and she wondered whether any of her current wounds were more fresh than the others.


"I'm Chrysanthe Adravendi - a beta here." If she needed anything, she could speak to her. The girl could give her placement in the pack, but couldn't award her with ranks higher than basic tasks. And as this yearling was new here, should she want to be accepted that was probably what she would get.