Broken Boulder Where Ever We Want To Go... We Go

Things were moving quicker than expected, the scents of wolves being found left and right. They had no borders as of yet, or at least none that were official, but even still there was a sort of line she no longer crossed. Though she wished to, something held her back—was it the need to guard that which she believed would be hers? It was, in all honesty, quite possible. Yet, Sen being Sen, she'd never admit to anything of the sort. Her life was that of a free soul's, wandering to far reaches of the land, coming and going as she pleased... it was just the type of wolf she was, the type of wolf she could not stop being. Oddly enough, still, the extended amounts of time between her trips had not gone unnoticed, leading her to question her decision to lead with Depp—well, it had, for like a fraction of a second. The moment the thought was there, it was reduced to dust. She was an empress by blood, so of course she needed to stay in a certain area. How else would an empire grow? It was common sense, really. While such a claim could have been refuted quite easily, the logical side of her mind was not given the chance to do so as a howl rang out; he was calling for her.

Immediately, the woman could do nothing more than smirk, her mind filled with images of Depp standing alone in some open space. Why was it, she wondered, that he'd called for her? Of course, there was a direct answer to the silent query, but it was ignored. All of the answers were ignored, really, the Gorgon having instead chosen to honour his request. If it was her presence he wanted, it was her presence he would receive. In her mind, she was not obeying him, simply doing something that was potentially beneficial for herself. Yeah, that was the only reason she'd chosen to seek him out, or so was the only tale she'd tell. Nevertheless, all of that was put behind her as she found herself nearing the familiar male, noticing the stranger at his side right away. It was another male she'd concluded, his scent undeniable. Honestly, the serpentine woman couldn't care less if the recruits were male or female, just as long as they didn't cause unnecessary trouble (or impose upon her directly).

Sen had wasted no time in falling into place at her companion's side, eyeing the other male with unveiled interest. He was large, rather bulky in her opinion, but not undesirable. She had allowed for a smirk to fall into place across her maw, silently approving the stranger despite knowing nothing about him. As far as she was concerned, he appeared to be of use, and so anything concerning his past didn't matter to her. "Hello," the woman greeted, using the time it'd take for the two to return the gesture to go over the words she'd heard moments prior. The entire conversation had not reached her ears, but the end of the unknown male's sentence was easily caught. "Does it matter if we have allies or not?" Being who she was, the act of inserting herself directly into a conversation wasn't the least bit rude to her. It was what it was.