Sekhmet eyed her brother carefully as he plunged himself deep into the corpse. Show much power he often let go to waste it would be hard to say she wasn’t disappointed matter of factly she wouldn’t say such. She let the thought drift away knowing when the time came her brother would be useful, powerful, a great ally and even greater an ally in blood. Still, she never faulted him much for lazing about sometimes she even envied him for that ability but the gnawing to be persistent and hunt for all she desired was a thing not even she could battle with nor did she desire to.
Her brother's tones flooded her ears offering a sense of direction as she turned her gaze to study him. The idea of not being permitted was almost a humors thing to her but her silent snarl twisted its way to a very audible one as she rose to her paws. “We. Are. Strength.” Her growl was a very distinct and a clear challenge to anyone who heard and refuted it. Her growl softened to light rumbling as she pondered his statement. Her brother wasn’t a fool, he observed many of the natures others carried. “We need. Followers. Our Possessions.” Her statements on the matter were mostly to herself but a loud for her brother to chime in on them he was as good a council as any if not better than most.
His question on where she would go she didn’t exactly have a solid answer; her brow furrowed and lip curled in silent thought. She wasn’t a wolf that exactly made plans only fulfilled her needs and desires. “Roam. Hunt. Stalk. Harass. Needs and Desires. Fulfilled.” She stalked closer to her brother lowering her head to stare deeply into his eyes but jerks her head away in a snarl a sense of dread filling her chased solely by disgust. She half desired to have a speech like her brothers but instead placed a paw on the prize she offered her brother as a symbol of what she was referring to. “Their Happiness. Is mine. I will hunt. Destroy. Build.” She moved her paw away and turned her back to her bother taking a step from him glimpsing the shadowy forms orbs dancing to meet her own.
Turing her head back to him she lowered the tension and frustration in her tone and that was apparent in her bristled fur. “Stay by me? Brother.” Her question was simple, she desired someone she could trust and that could understand her. He may not have her tendencies but she would protect him if he was willing to aid her. She was a strong wolf with a fair grasp on wisdom but perhaps not as wise as her brother when it came to matters involving others. Perhaps they could even laze in the sun and discuss things some days. Sekhmet may never be a wolf for true compromise but she wouldn’t let a good opportunity to slip through her jaws with much ease.