ooc;; Nova and Mercy welcome too :)

Well today was the day. It had been a week since the pack meeting, since Ganja had found Aakil at the pack boarders. She was done with this stupid place and this pack. As much as she would miss Mercy there was nothing else tying her here and she Nova had talked her into being a better person and talking to Valentine directly. Ugh she hated being polite. It was so lame. She had risen early enough that she could hopefully get this over with quickly then feather her family up and find their new home by nightfall. She set out from her den at an easy pace but hung close to the boarders, moving towards the other den she kept that had her herbs in it though her stock was almost depleted after winter. New herbs had to grow... She would move towards that den and poke her head inside. Yeah it was cleaned out, perfect... Pulling herself back a bit head would toss back and she would howl, calling for Valentine with a slightly urgent tone to her voice. She wanted out... Jas would snap shut, ending the howl quickly before she would back up slightly and wait. Hopefully she wouldn't have to wait long.

A spring in his step, Valentine was quick to arrive upon scene. Dione stood in front of a den and the brute moved to stand directly across from her with several feet between them, careful not to crowd her in case her emotions were still out of whack. He still had no idea what exactly had tweaked one of her massive ears at the meeting, but was quickly coming to the conclusion that her emotions were as wild as her coat. His browspots lifting, he fixed the diminutive spitfire with a curious gaze. “Dione,” he greeted amicably, “What can I do for you?” “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

He would arrive in a timly manner as he always did, step light and carefree as he approched though she took note of the distance he allowed between them. Was he finally beginning to realize just how emotionally unstable she was? Good for him. He would get right to business and she would decided she didn't really care for lazy chit chat either. "I've called you here so I can request that my family and I leave your pack. I don't think we're as... Suited to be here as I may have once believed." She would say easily, giving him the short version of her reasoning. Yeah she wanted out of this racist hellhole, her family could grow up elsewhere where she would be able to maim anyone who even looked at them wrong. Yeah... That sounded like a good idea.

She got straight to the point, something Valentine appreciated. Small talk was tedious at best. Her words drew no protest from him - on the contrary, he agreed. At Imperium's core, cohesion between members kept things running smoothly. That meant that they shared in everything, from training and hunting to raising their young. Dione wasn't suited for such a life. She preferred her independence and her secrets, the latter of which bred nothing but distrust in a pack. He nodded, then parted with the words, “Then go in peace.” He wished her well in her endeavors, even if that meant finding someone else to chuck small mammals at. “I agree completely. It's a shame that we aren't more compatible, but I think it's better for the both of us if we part ways.” The brute backed up a few paces, ready to turn and leave unless she had more to say. With three kids and a mate to prepare, there was surely more packing to be done. “I wish you well, Dione. Don't hesitate to call if you need help with anything.” - and offer that encompassed not only packing, but aid in the future should she need it. There was wisdom to be found in her decision to leave and he respected not only that, but her notifying him before doing so. For these reasons he considered their parting to be on decent terms and for that he was willing to offer Imperium as a sanctuary should she or any in her family ever need it. “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

He would speak plainly, giving his blessings and she would dip her head thankfully. Funny, she had thought there might have been a fight or protest but he gave none. Good. He would agree that they weren't comparable and her tiny shoulders would rise and fall in a lazy shrug. He had taken her on as a poison master and a slaver but had never ended up needing her skills, had never called on her. Fatherhood had made him weak... He would offer assistance and she would flash him a wolfy grin. "Mercy is staying, I will never be very far... And hey, should you ever need someone poisoned who pissin you off give me a howl." She would offer, tossing him a lazy wink before dipping her head once more respectfully. It was time to go... With that she would head set off at a jaunty trot back to their home den. Time to gather the children and peace out.

-exit Dione-