Hushed Willows Nothing can die while we are here

Lumi doesn't know Artyom is now the sole leader of Whitebark Stream as they met when Dante was alpha

She hadn't the energy to comment on the weird energy between Dante and Orlaith, instead opting to focus more on words. Her ears were still working as they should, even though her body was shutting down. She knew she should've taken a break on her travels, at least for an hour or two, but the girl was awfully stubborn when it came to her duties. She'd rather die doing something important, something that mattered to her or her court, than sit and watch for a moment... But she wasn't dumb. She knew planning a trip to the Empire so soon after making it all the way past the coast was crazy-talk, that her limits were reached, so hearing Eleuthera had gone in her stead made her feel relief... and worry. Worry not only for Eleuthera alone, but for the whole court. If they were cocky enough to enter claimed lands and urinate on it, then there was no predicting their next move. They were crazy.

Her eyes rolled back for a moment, and she would've taken a tumble right then and there had Dante not been beside her. The contact they briefly made was enough to wake her again - for a moment she didn't know whether she just fell asleep or actually fainted. Either option wasn't good, she didn't need Deidra to tell her that. Well, that takes care of one of my duties... She replied softly. Perhaps if she hadn't been so tired, she would've been angry at Orlaith for letting Eleuthera leave while it was her job to protect their weaker members. Lumi's mind was racing with all the things she could take care of, all she could possibly still do to prevent a war - prevent her court's light from dying out. What was she to do? What could she do, in the state she was in?

Dante, I have an urgent message for Artyom, mate of the Alpha of Whitebark Stream. I'd like you to carry it there. She spoke with a tone befitting a queen, having finally made up her mind. She trusted Dante, and she was sending him further away from the Saints in a way. As far as she knew, their terror did not spread to that part of the realm. He was young and fast - faster than her in her state of being, that was for sure. Would you like to? She asked then, ears draping over her skull apologetically. She hadn't meant to sound so stern at first, but she was terribly tired and worried.