The female had answered the call to come to a pack meeting, still unsure of how she felt being in a pack. The dynamic of packs still didn’t make much sense to her. Why have ranks and such when wolves could survive fine on their own, with no pack or ranks? She saw no point in doing stupid tasks to try and get some silly title. Really she could care less about such things, but for some reason her paws headed to answer the call regardless of her thoughts on pack dynamics. There were only a two wolves there so far, and the warrioress remained silent, watching with mud brown orbs, but remaining silent. Her audettes flickered as the alpha joined the group, his form moving to his mate’s side. The female held in a snort as Lucifer draped a crown of flowers over Lucaya’s cranium, what a silly notion in her mind. The male then addressed her, and she focused on him. "Hello to you, stranger. After this meeting I need a spar with you. I wish to test your skills. It will be done in the pack, find the clearing with the dirt floor." A fight was not something that she was going to say no to, especially with how bored she had been. She was on the verge of madness with having nothing to do. ”It would be my pleasure.” She purred the words, her muscles moving underneath her scarred pelt as she adjusted her form, relishing the thought of some activity. The alphess then spoke up, "I've had your scent for a while my dear, I don't believe I've caught your name yet however. Would you mind telling me?” The female was not one of many words, and she spoke bluntly and gruffly, ”Valkyrie.” The other female had not asked anything else, so she gave no other information.

The next wolves to join them had a foreign scent on them, not in this pack but Valkyrie didn’t know what pack they belonged to. She had not wasted her time familiarizing herself with the other packs that she didn’t care about. It seemed that the two kalaks, unique looking wolves that she had not had much encounter with, would be staying here. She barely listened to his words, not caring why they were there or what their plans were. More and more wolves came to the call, four brutes and two females. Valkyrie’s russet form stayed silent, watching but not moving or speaking. She still was not sure how permanent her life would be here. She may move on, may stay. She did not know. The only thing that she had ever been invested in had been her daughter but she was gone and now she just lived a free life, having only care for herself and not others. But there was still that promise that had been given to her if she came to Malignant. Promises of the specific type of fun that she enjoyed. Fun that only wolves like her could enjoy. She supposed she would stay for a bit to see what the future here would bring.

Table and Picture Credit to Mimi <3