I was certain in my ability to complete these tacks, but in the end I did wonder where it will get me in life, if this will bring me closer to my goal of eliminating the unworthy of this world. I may despise the weak, but it is cowardly to kill those weaker that are not able to put up a fair fight. I know having position and power among groups might be able to further my cause in the long run- since obviously it is difficult doing this alone. I will not admit that to anyone yet though as I list out what I have done. She seemed pleased that I brought Los here, a good choice I think, but the look on her face does change as I continue on with speaking.

She seems always amused by my story about Fjall, and I do admit that my tail does flick slightly at this. I don't like admitting that I had to speak to be a rather dumb girl about shiny things while covered in mud under a different name, all the while the girl thinking In was someone else. It was sad, really, that Fjall was this easily tricked. And this Fjall is a part of Magnus. I cannot allow her to be this way...but that is not anything I can change in this moment as I speak to the Queen. There were honestly more important things to consider.

The way her face reacts, I am thinking she may be aware of this Zeus at least. She does not seem to know of the particular information I offer about the situation, but there seems to be a spark in her eyes that I brought up someone she remembered. It was an important situation for Diveen if this information I received was indeed accurate. Once I was done explaining, frustration in my blue eyes as I then bring up if she thinks Zeus would attack Spirane, she does give to verbally reply. Well, I can say I am glad she allow me to speak without needless chatting in between. She expands upon Zeus and she grabs my attention, my naturally delicate beauty looking towards her, although it has been hardened by years of life. I raise in brow in questioning as she explains her first meeting with this Zeus and he seems like a real...character. Delusional, probably. I shake my head at her words about him. I am, however, pleased to see that she takes the information I gathered seriously, and plans to offer this information to Achilles. I did intend for this information to be useful, and to hopefully bolster relations between the packs.

I am thanked for my information and I do give a slight nod in reaction. She grants me my promotion as spider- well deserved if I say so myself, and even she seems to understand the amount of time and effort it takes to do the things required. A look of mutual respect flares in my blues, but there is hardly any kindness withing my eyes. I cannot say that true kindness has shone in them since I was but a pup. "Let me know if there is anything else that needs to be done," I say curtly. I was about ready to leave and go about my business, a paw lifting when she continues. I lower my paw at her question- one that naturally stung like a salt in a wound. There was one wolf that I wanted to see dead. I would love to sever her head and throw it off the side of the mountain here. I find that I unknowingly take a deep breath, my jaws naturally clenching as I attempt to hold back the fuel to my fire.

"Yes. She is black as night. Her eyes are a blue like the sky when the sun falls. On her forehead, is a large mark of light grey. I can't remember anything else only than that she is probably only a little bit larger than me, but not by much, and her face was...her face was ugly, scarred on one side..." I say through gritted teeth, my muscles tensing as I almost visibly shake with anger. "She killed my mother in cold blood. I tried to stop her but I was young and unable to. My brother just...just watched. She kills for no reason. She kills to kill. A wolf like that, should no longer continue to walk this world unpunished," I say with a fierce and rather scary amount of determination. A low rumble of a growl escapes every other word, my teeth almost pulling back but I manage to cover them with my lips. I close my blue eyes, taking another deep breath to gather myself.

"I have searched for years and have been unable to find her. I know not if others have been inflicted by her pointless need to kill. I don't...talk to others often to find out," I say in a matter of fact manner. I look to Daenerys in this moment, allowing myself to examine her reaction and how she feels about wolves like this. I know some find no problems killing weaker wolves, but I know Jericho would not follow a woman who would do that.