There was no part of her that had doubted that when the Black male was going to take over Iromar that it would happen. He was a greater beast than most she knew, the exception being the red cousin through the fantastic four who had sociopathic tendencies. Jehu was a creature that, to her, was perhaps par for the course in the matters of masculinity and raw power... Yet of no interest due to their blood ties. She hears the proclamation in Iromar and when she does it is with an easy maneuvering over the moors that she comes upon his high held tail and proud countenance.

               "I am here, shadow." She smiles, head lowered, though her tail - as always and evermore - remained high enough to promote her standing without insulting the new king. She runs herself alongside him as he had done to her, putting only her nose to his chin rather than lapping at it as some lower in station might have. "I have heard tale that she was quite the woman, the queen who faced you. I assume you have welcomed her to return as you welcomed me to come - correct? I would so like to meet her...." She lets a little wag move her tail side to side, amused, "Though if the rumors suit, I believe that I may already have." For there was that one day she left Lycan to tend to a few noisy wolves on the plains in the crater.