Frostfire Ridge I hate the bus

I got chu!

Citali's brief interlude with a loner just outside the borders after their claiming howl left her confuddled. What to do... What to do... She stormed back up the ridge and decided she'd be better off letting fate cling to her as she awaited further orders from Xiuhcoatl or grew too impatient and made up her own mind about things. For now... Frostfire Ridge was her home, but she doubted it's permanency if only because she was certain none of this was what the Queen had in mind when they'd sent them all off to find her son.

Then again, Citali was wondering if the queen was off her rocker to begin with since this precious son of hers was, in fact, a son (aka: male) and therefore worthless. That they'd even be tasked with something as a "high honor" to serve someone such as he had her wondering if she'd fucked up royally somewhere down the line to have been cursed to such a fate.

She huffed, brooding as she climbed the slopes and approached the area where she'd heard Manauia call earlier. If she was still chatting with Xuih, she wanted in on it. She needed to speak with the Queen's sister just as much as any of the other amazon women who'd landed here. What she found, was Mana by herself. Not quite the same, but whatever.

"She didn't show?" Citali asked, moving into the scene. "I expected more from her..."