Noctisardor Bypass sacred

Dione considers this new knowledge with reserved silence.

A woman who does not beg for notice. Dione frowned, considering these words. Did that mean she was meant to sit idly by and wait? The thought itself irked her; she was a titaness, confident in her step and her word. It was not in her nature to wait when she could easily take what she wanted.

I'm interested. She had surely proven her strength, that she had the endurance to last and provide as a mother for any pack; whether it was Uktark's or anothers. My season will come in the mid winter, it always does. Like clockwork every year. Will he have chosen by then?

She needed to know her situation before she settled. If there was no chance of finding what she wanted here, another would provide it for her.