Moonspear Heat

Short, but understood what was expected. Her jaded eyes quietly grazed the others, as many were unknown to Desdemona, she knew few Moonspearians. Though she did not seek out to socialize, and once the meeting had been done, and they were dismissed, she too would leave the area unless requested otherwise. She was the least to worry about, as the blackened wolf rarely left the land regardless, finding her days patrolling without a rest. Others? She knew not who would be of trouble, but life was never a perfect sympathy.