Ravensblood Forest you pay with your life — spring council vote

The flower perched between the only wolves she somewhat knew kept quiet, respectful but most importantly patient. Encourage attempts... Was that an order? Her blue eyes grew wide, not understanding if she had to do what was only mentioned or wait for an opportunity to do so. She shot a concerned and uncomfortable look at her commander, backing off slightly.

She didn't know what the council he talked about entailed, but she didn't have any nominations. Well, Screech seemed the most obvious pick for her, but only because he was the only one she had met save for Constantine himself. She raised one silver paw in his direction, not speaking up without being told to do so.