My c o l d desire
to hear the boom, boom,
b o o m of your heart

Silent, ever silent. For all of the bulk that the female carried on her frame, Caligula was surprising good at being relatively silent. Perhaps it came as part of her genetics, of her lack of voice. Either way, she knew that she had been a poor leader when it came to Glorall. With the winter approaching and both she and Tesseract making a conscious effort to keep away from each other, Caligula was trying to find something to keep her busy and to keep her mind away from the slopes of Tesseract's shoulders, the brightness of his eyes and the way his laughter sounded from his lips. Hormones were such silly things, and with her brood dark goddess felt little need to produce more pups. At least, during this season. It did not mean that she was immune to the effects of the winter, it just meant that her mind was capable of rising above it.

Caligula paused at a marker, her nose deciphering the subtle scents that caressed the lands, and decided to add hers to the border before heading towards the Northern borders of Glorall. That way she would avoid the biting winds of the sea, and manage to keep herself sane. She needed purpose in this life of theirs and thought about actually trying to find other adult females within the pack. Yet, Caligula had never been particularly good at making friends in the convential way. She found the most feral more relatable than the wolves that had the best table manners. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she herself was a little more feral than she probably should be. She had tasted the glory in death, the way that wolf's blood felt on her tongue, and the way that justice prevailed. Of her half-siblings, there were only two left that she knew of: Vidar and Ska. She was biding her time, of course, but she never forgot of their exsistance. The only reason that Vidar was still alive was because Tesseract had intervened. And with Ruvindra leaving Vague...well, Caligula believed that her mother was finally through with being a whore and untrue to their father.

She trotted further North, pausing here and there to remind them all that here, in this seaside land dotted with pines was her home as well and one she fully intended to defend and nurture beside Tesseract. She just needed to figure out how best to do such a thing, and avoid Tesseract until her hormones got themselves under control. Perhaps she would try again to make friends with one of the other females in here. Figure out if Glorall was expecting any new little ones in the coming Spring. Or she could go bother her children, make sure they were doing well enough to keep with their promises of bettering themselves. With so many options it was hard not to feel just the slightest bit overwhelmed and seek out the company of her rock. And then once again she felt her mind drifting towards his eyes and the way they always looked at her. Damn hormones.