Firefly Ravine I was born to be free

Raleska had trailed Rosalyn out of interest, having developed somewhat of a quiet fascination in Rosalyn and her honey-hued mate ever since they had chased Niamh vehemently from the Sound. With Illidan preoccupied with Beta duties and Svalinn working on sharpening his fighting skills, Raleska was bored and alone -- and bored children were apt to conjure their own amusements.

She had been distracted by a hare by the time Rosalyn had come across Aure, but by the time the two women were exchanging clipped words, she had resumed her task of stalking the battle-scarred valkyrie, and came upon the scene right as Rosalyn was preparing to back away.

The Eyjolfur made no such motion. This was a Drageda wolf - the very same slavering beasts that had hauled her like carrion, and had executed Eurycrates before her very eyes. With a howl, the sooty yearling hurtled towards Aure, her limbs sped by rage and her teeth bared in fury.

She would kill this Drageda scum for the loss of her friend, reestablish herself in her mother's eyes, and show the cliffhounds once and for all Rusalkan wolves were a dangerous breed.