Lake Rodney Body Count

Like old friends reuniting after high school, Tzila found herself near the chocolate obelisk once again. Though his own tail did not sway, his expression was enough to deliver how he felt toward the old companion of his. A skyward twice of the lips, eyes washing over her smaller frame, drinking in her appearance as he looked for anything that may convey what she had been up to since their last meeting.

The most obvious thing he had taken note of, was the lack of Elysium on her pelt. Either she had been away from home for quite some time, or she had deliberately left their borders for the final time sometime between now and their last meeting in the firefly glen. Is now? Such an interesting statement she brought up, one so interesting that the chocolate brows upon his crown lifted as he studied her movement. Does that mean the scent you hold is true, you have left Elysium behind? 

She had claimed such a powerful position since he last saw her, had they truly bored her so much since then that they had dropped so low on her list of priorities? 

Oh, how she came tantalizingly close. Though lately, it had been more and more that the fairer sexe would come closer to his being. It seemed that the moment he stepped into power, any kind of power, females were almost throwing themselves at his feet - but Tzila was different. Even before his hold on power, on his own pack, they had always gotten along. Have you come to a decision on my offer?