Dawnlark Plains loyalties

Saena’s demeanor seemed to shift at least a little bit at the mention of Reek, much to Pan’s relief. She closed her eyes a brief moment, wishing she had turned tail and ran rather than submitted to the Rise’s presumable Alpha. It would’ve been much easier. If only talking and socialization came easier to her; it had never been Pantaleimon’s forte. Especially in the face of a dominant, aggressive Alpha Female – a Queen.

Pantaleimon scrambled to her feet, somewhat, but kept low to the ground, keeping a close eye on Saena as she did so. If the Queen would show signs of aggression, she’d remain on the ground. Pan just wanted a better vantage point: a chance to run away if she needed to. Part of her felt indignant that she could not even see Reek, but then, she understood. They were wild animals, after all, and maybe she had come too close.

”He – h-he’s m –m…  f-f-friend,” Pantaleimon stammered. She hated when words refused to come out, when she was nervous and reduced to a stuttering idiot. Right not there was no use fussing over it, though. All she really wanted was to see Reek right now, so that she could feel safe again.