GLACIEM & AMENTI
There was no mistake that she was late oh well, no doubt the dame hadn't missed too much as of yet. In fact those ears swerved as she caught her brothers words; giving a speech of encouragement no doubt. Putting a bit more speed into her trot the wraith didn't take long to slither her way up to the left side of her beloved brother allowing their pelts to mingle as Abelinda pressed against him gently. The graceful muzzle lifted to his left ear ever so gently. ?Encouraging words, dear brother.? The serpent would whisper softly only for him to hear as she stepped aside once and firmly sat down. That chin lifted as she took a more regal and graceful pose as their family was always taught to show that royalty they all shared while some held it better then others within the family.
Ghostly eyes gazed at every wolf that was there of which shared the Glaciem scent so few they seemed to be but no doubt they would grow to many given the time to do so, then the ones that shared an odd scent of their own no doubt being that of another pack allies more then likely. A crazed women seemed to be leading them and the few that the phantom did see pitied the ones being led by such a ungraceful women no doubt putting her own to little use as a slave came into view. Poor thing, they shouldn't of abused her as they did, no, rather taken her into their fold and comforted her. Then putting her to use, going as far as using the petty girl for their own gain. No doubt they could achieve much with her those talents likely were hidden from her abusers ones that could be put to a great use. A pity indeed; that gaze however landed on one of whom shared a small size much like her own while sprouting a soft golden color with a pair of interesting colored eyes, perhaps she could be a fun one but alas her attention was soon drawn to her brother no doubt he had more words to spare. |
The dark eyes of the daemon were lit up as her women piled in, but one was missing. Her dearest Raven. She internally snarled with annoyance but she turned around to face the man. Her eyes scanned his familiar white fur and met his light eyes. She tilted her head as he spoke. Her eyes shifted to the carcass upon the brisk ground and her mouth watered. The daemon wiggled her way to the beast and politely snapped a bite of tender flesh from its thigh. She noisily chewed it to bits and let it slide down her throat. She moved her way back into the crowd but up front and sat. She listened to what the man said in mild interest, she knew they were going to win, by default. These creatures had nothing on the north. He empowered the crowed and she let forth a light giggle of delight. "We shall slay them all." Her words were simple and blunt, yet horribly dark. She licked her lips and let her tongue slither across her broken lips. She let tilted her head up and let forth one more call, a call for her special man. Kus. It was a terrifying call, yet it was delightful all the same.
Her gaze flicked over to the King of Glaciem, a beautiful creature, with rosy flesh and pristine white fur. Averting her gaze, she returned it to her lovely daemon. Would she kick the obsidian bitch for being so horribly late? Hopefully not, she was far too pretty, and was one of the few truly loyal women. If Raven was damaged, what would Canttina do? Internally, the tiny fae hoped this was true, and simply waited for her lovely Queen to say something.
"Speech"
The massive male was sliding in just as Isa's voice booked out but the skeletal marked male didn't join his comrades in the feast. He lingered in the background, sickly green gaze watching the gathering of wolves before him with a darkness flittering behind his orbs. He had debated coming to this meeting at all, toiling over it for quite some time. He loved his pack, loved his duty and his job but lately his faith in Isardis has been waivering. Since Azalea had been taken prisoner he had been drifting around the edges of Glaciem. But in the end he had made his way to the war gathering, chin held high as he watched the gathering, steeling his heart against everything that was to come.
Speech!