Redsand Canyon Nike

She smirks, the strangers sense of humour was a pleaseable one to her. If only they had met under better circumstances, perhaps they would have had a better relationship. But alas, that was not the case. Yet the stranger's question had her alarmed for a moment, had their secret society been leaked? She didn't think so, but the question had been rather abrupt and oddly accurate. However, she did not believe the brotherhood to be the kind of cult other's assumed it was. They were a family, bonded by the need to do what others needed done, no matter the circumstance. It was what made them united, unlike the current uprising that threatened their hierarchy.

Nemesis pondered the question for a moment, one that would not threaten their secrecy. "Of sorts..." Though the Beta knows not to be too specific. The last time she had done so, it had completely backfired. Yet it was true. Nemesis was not very religious. She respected the belifes of the Night Mother but she did not pledge her life to it, a higher power seemed awfuly uncertian and she would not place her life in the hands that may just be a fictional tale meant to scare children. Even still, she did not consider herself a cultist. They were not, really, they just did what other wolves were too afraid to do. That did not make them psycopaths, but strong. "We take care of problems.." Her eyes narrowed, a hint of amusement danced within them. The female did not seem the vengeful type, but territorial. What threatened the girl threatened her home, and Nemesis could only understand. Nemesis herself did not care for the other's problems, but she was intrigued. For all she knew, their next hire would come from the female standing before her.

"--for a price,"