Do you have a sense of humor?

Imperium had been quiet lately. Too quiet. Not even her little challenge had shaken anything up. Cascade was dissatisfied and fed up with her packmates, their laziness, their... their whatever. She'd always thought that being part of a pack was stupid and putting yourself deliberately under someone else's authority was weak. She'd always - still did - value her independence and prided herself on being more than capable of surviving alone without some pack looming over her and curtailing her. But Valentine had showed her that being in a pack could be... so rewarding, so life changing. It baffled her that so many of the other wolves in the pack would just drift aimlessly through the world that she had come to see by being in Imperium. Maybe it was because she'd spent so much of her life alone while they'd grown up in packs and never experienced the desolation and desperation of being alone, so they took it for granted. They were too comfortable in their little personal bubbles. Life was stale and boring, and the only way to make it less so was to take matters in your own hands and do something. Maybe that's a lesson they'd never learned since they had always had someone there to clean up after them and feed them. Well, she'd help Valen shake things up.

For now, though, the ebony female was on a mission of another sort. One could call it information gathering, or spying, or any number of things to dress it up and make it sound more important, but really she was just on the prowl for a fresh face to talk to. New wolves, new places, new experiences. She wasn't exempt from the "too comfortable and growing lazy" label she'd plastered over Imperium's wolves, after all, and she needed to start by setting a good example for the pack. She didn't have any defined plans beyond that, so as she bopped along the curved ridge encircling the land she simply enjoyed the view it afforded her of the bright spring green of the grasses peeking up through last year's remains. There were a few deer of some sort in the distance nibbling on the tender shots, though she just gave them a cursory glance since they were too far away to bother with and she was alone.


"Speech"

I hope you can make me laugh
Six feet down when we're bored of each other