Redhawk Caldera With fire in her eyes,

For Bronco but anyone else is free to join including those referenced.

It was becoming more and more obvious Vallkyrie Archer had not only been left behind, she had been forgotten, abandoned .

Kukutux had been kind enough to extend an invitation to her as a permanent member of the pack and while Kyr had agreed to do her part while she was there she had no intention to stay. Her time in Moonglow was limited depending on what @Bronco had plans for but his plans now no longer included the former members of Firefly Glen, nor herself.

The huntress would pass word to @Antares before she went off. Living along the outskirts of the territory, she had been spending more time with him then anyone as of late. She would say she was going to hunt, but today it was not prey which she was after.

She stood not at the border of a pack she knew nothing of. Nothing other then the passings of conversation Bronco and @Meerkat had. She called for the scarred up man now, fury in her ice cold eyes.

Someone was calling for Bronco and it didn't sound like they were happy about it. Fennec was intrigued but also a little annoyed on his behalf, and the second bit meant when she arrived, she stalked forward coolly herself. Bronco's busy. What do you want? She asked the general area, hoping the woman would speak again so she could pinpoint a direction. She had a guess but it was hard to tell sometimes when they weren't moving.

Her tone wasn't exactly unfriendly, but it wasn't welcoming either. Indifferent was probably the best way to describe both her expression and her voice, because Fennec had a guess what this stranger might be upset about and it wasn't something she was willing to apologize for. She had no idea, however, it might be even more complicated than just his leaving the Glen.

Hearing that Vallkyrie would range off and away for the day was nothing new to him really. What was proved to be abnormal was his itch to track after her hunt once she was gone, especially when his own appetite was scarce as it was, many of his own hunts passed off to Moonglow caches--but none of that motivated him today. He tried to ignore it at first, fight it off even; it all just made him restless and irritated to live with so he gave in and took off towards the south on the trail left behind.

He could reason that he had been stretching his legs more lately, feeling better physically if anything and instinctively seeking a return to his strength.. so this was good progress towards that, right? No matter what was at the end of it, for what the hunt was for today.. he trusted Vallkyrie's nose would lead her path true. But maybe it was just an inkling, or him projecting a little because their goals seemed to align lately.. ah, no, he was definitely right to be suspicious when he started to realize where things were looking to be headed. Later on, sometime after he cruised along still in pursuit, the howl that rose immediately made him pick up the pace a notch.

Antares had never traveled so close to the Redhawk's outskirts, but recognized enough. He was pin-pointed onto finding Vallkyrie first though, stalking on his long legs after her. Already, he was carefully schooling his expression swift towards a necessary impassivity--despite the crackle of nerves he felt more with every step. Focusing newly when he heard a voice, he was still too far to make out the finer details, and continued to close in with purpose. He stopped once he found Vallkyrie's side, arriving quietly and without announcing himself with more than the look he pinned on Fennec. He already knew about one side of this, so for her, he just hoped she wouldn't find his company too unwelcome in this... but he had to, and she had the lead he was following, it would seem.

One arrived thus far, but it wasnt Bronco, wasnt someone who she would peg ad a guard, either. A blind woman who came and addressed her but looked off to Kyr's side. I want a conversation with him. She spoke, just as flatly as what was given to her upon the woman's arrival. Not exactly a friendly wolf she was at first impressions but Kyr imagined she would feel the same if someone demanded an audience with one of her packmates too in a 'not so friendly' howled tone.

Obviously, this woman could not supply a conversion she needed not being Bronco herself and so, If he is busy, then I'll wait. She said then and she shifted as though to turn around and make way off. She would wait until he could be available, be in boarder patrol or otherwise. Until then the Archer woman wasnt so rude as to stand waiting directly along their scent markers.

Something, or someone stopped her then from simply moving off. It was Antares and he found a placement settled at her side. He too was curious of Bronco's reason for disappearing on them too it seemed. That, or he had just decided to wonder after her the same as she had for him. The dark pair were already beginning to make a habit of this.

Fennec didn't try to hide her annoyance at the insistence. She felt her fur tingle uncomfortably, though, when she realized the woman wasn't alone. Another wolf had silently joined the gathering; she hadn't heard him arrive, but she caught his presence now. There was nothing particularly ominous about it, but Fennec was a wolf who couldn't really afford to take that for granted. Her nerves were firing despite her somewhat churlish expression.

Then you'll be waiting a while. And I'm not about to just let you hang around here. If you have something to say, I can take a message. She didn't owe it to them, and she didn't like that whoever this was felt obligated to it. Who was she, even? Fennec didn't recognize her from the Glen, at least, not when she'd been there.

Either way, she didn't want to babysit, but she couldn't just leave them either. Not with new pups nearby and their numbers thin enough as it was. Who knew if they'd stay put?

Carefully, watching this play out.. it invited more questions than answers. Fennec was barbed about this somehow, which made him wonder, and didn't particularly fit. Vallkyrie's words deserved to be more than a mere messenger's chore, so he quirked a brow and shook his head, biting back the scoff--a gesture he knew was for the Archer only, given the company.

But, as he pulled back a notch, he continued to let them lead and him observe, like he could puzzle out something properly.

He just wanted to tell Bronco the Glen was, officially no more, that the news was broke and everything was said and done. The fireflies were scattering... There was more, too, but all of it likely came secondary to whatever Vallkyrie had in store. It wasn't worth the breath right now when Antares didn't want to consider airing his grief for Fennec. Still quiet; his support for whatever she chose to do here, he conveyed with a small nod to Vallkyrie despite his utterly unimpressed look back to her greeter.

Going ahead and moving this forward to a close.

Vallkyrie had wanted to go. Wanted to leave this wretched, cursed place. But he wanted her to stay, asked her to stay with him. Her lip quivered as she remembered that moment, curling then up in a snarl. And then Bronco left them- her, Antares, all of his remaining pack in what seemed like an attempt to just move on and move forward without them as a horrible reminder of what had occurred. Surely if he had told someone they would have mentioned it, someone would have let her know. But maybe not. She wasnt one of their own and now she knew she never would be either.

A side glance of icy attention turned to meet Antares' silent scoff. Vallkyrie's own gaze set hard but not for Fennec particularly. She was a rude young woman, sure, but it was Bronco which her expression hardened for. So...

If he wont show up then I suppose I've nothing to say. My words are for him, not you. And then she'd turn quick on swift long legs, passing Antares a final glance and nod before heading off. To where? She wasn't sure.

last for me then! <3

For better or for worse, Fennec was oblivious to Antares' take on the situation entirely. Her attention was on Valkyrie as she waited to see how the woman would respond. What she ended up with was a whole lot of nothing, something that riled up her nosy streak.

Thankfully, though, she was at least leaving. Fennec listened to her turn silently, the same dispassionate look on her face that had settled there from the start.

She had nothing against it if Bronco wanted to connect with whoever this wolf was, but she wasn't about to tell him he had to or let them wander around unsupervised. And while she was a verified badass, there was no way she could babysit two wolves all on her lonesome. She'd let him know some wolf had come looking for him, though they hadn't even given her a name, had they? If he couldn't guess, she wasn't about to consider that her fault. Served them right for wasting her time, she thought moodily.

Keeping the impassive look, he knew this was not getting anywhere and the Archer went ahead and sealed that deal momentarily. The very last chance for it to be salvageable was about to pass, and he supposed it could really only be remedied by the Blackthorn himself materializing out of thin air to answer.

But, it was what it was and none of this had panned out properly. If Vallkyrie was done here, then so was he. Antares turned and followed closely after her.