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jumping in real quick as a cameo, feel free to skip :)

 

He smells war on the rise. The forboding metallic taste of blood lurks upon his tastebuds -- though he is not inherently superstitious, he believes that signs of impending events appear on occasion to favour his chances of survival. Following the scent of fresh ichor that he would soon learn dripped from the throat of the ex-alpha, he arrives only in time to hear the present usurper utter the name of the entity whom he could not shake from his past nor future. Drageda. A heavy snarl releases from his chest, indicating his agitated presence before the already-distressing scene as it unfolds. The red-haired woman he does not know proceeds to make a threat that Vaati does not appreciate, lurching forward as the words pass her lips. Throwing her into the claws of an enemy was a traitorous act, a gross betrayal he would not allow. Vaati owes no fidelity to these people, but to Caiaphas he feels a greater amount of subservience for she had once offered aid to his people when she owed them nothing. It is something he would not so quickly forget, and as she fades out of consciousness, he steps protectively towards her body... watching silently as the new alpha struggles to clean the wound. There is little he can do to help, but simply assure that Rosalyn did not follow up on her fleeting promise.