Cedar Sweep I don't make amends

no worries! <3

The Warchief watched the stranger take in this new information. And as expected, information was given in return. 
Fury inwardly smiled, yet outwardly she showed nothing.
"I am Fury Brunhilde, Warchief of The Saints." She gave in turn with a slight dip of her muzzle. As a queen would to another queen.
Queen was not an active title she held like that of Vex, but given the air Fury held and radiated, it might've been crystal clear that within her ranks, she was the top dog. 

She allowed a glitter of interest to pass in her intense golden hues. What could come of this meeting?