sound of a gun

Nesaea travelled alongside her twin, never straying too far from her side. She pined for the sea nearly as soon as they left it, but reminded herself of their cause — both to please Caiaphas and also, it seemed, the Alpha of this dark forest. The journey was difficult, made all the more challenging by the seal pup they sought to gift the other pack. Still, they arrived relatively unharmed, if only a little weak and haggard.

Quickly, they were greeted by the members of the forest, stepping out from behind the trees with coats that rivalled the darkest shadows. Nesaea's ears fell back and she gently let her own shoulder touch her sister's, calming herself as the two dark wolves spoke. The word maggot caused her green eyes to harden considerably towards the male. Already he had proven himself unworthy of even the slightest bit of attention. Tail tip flicking with displeasure, Nesaea instead turned to the foreign woman again as the Siren Queen spoke.