sound of a gun

*chucks in a last post too >_>*

Their services? Nesaea regarded the dark woman who approached now with equal parts curiousity and wariness. It was clear only the Matriarch's of both packs were the only ones who knew what this exchange was all about. Even the violet-eyed woman's own pack mates seemed to be puzzled. The other female, in particular, who had been dubious of their gift. Despite the unease she felt, the youth still dipped her head in respect, mirroring her sister and the Queen. A small frown creased her features at the mention of a he being returned safely. Was this all for some lowly boy?

But then the exchange was done, and they wordlessly began to take their leave. Nesaea watched as Wynter turned first, followed by the scrawny consort, before looking to Leucothoe and quickly falling into step with her as they made to return back to Ankyra Sound.