Blackfoot Forest Beautiful Disaster

Liri had not seen Aaron since before he had been defeated though he looked no different now. Whatever wounds may have been inflicted must have healed just as the small wounds on her jaws from the fight with Pallas had. 

For a moment her body was confused. To Liri he was still the Alpha of Rosings, though he now held a status lower than her own. Her paws shuffled in different directions, trying to decide how to approach him. Finally she settled for a submissive stance, proof of whom held her loyalty and support between the usurper and Aaron.

"That I am. What about you?" Liri smiled pleasantly, careful not to bring up any mention of revolt against Kierkegaard. She might already be on the radar with what had happened between Kierkegaard's bodyguard and herself.