Altar of Twilight Unleashed

Stiffly, but with an easily waving tail, the Shadow Keeper allowed Hydra to sniff at her fur; washed clean of the Nightwalkers. Any lesser wolf she would have warned away with a snarl or snap of teeth. But not her. There was some air about Hydra she could not quite pinpoint that she felt inclined to respect. Calmly, she angled her muzzle in to take a courtesy sniff of the other. She inhaled. Yes. She recognized it. It shared the same signature as it did with @Revui, whom she had crossed paths with some weeks ago. Hydra's brother, but younger brother, that she did not know.

As she turned to investigate tracks of another wolf in what remained of the snow, yet still kept some of her attention towards herself, Tzila fell in step beside her un-hurriedly. "Two days ago. Of my own choice." There was no hint nor shred of regret in her voice. Only a cold indifference to said pack. She let a stretch of silence settle. And then "It had been a long time coming, if I am to be honest." With neither Revui nor Abbadon, Vengeance's spawn, could she speak where she felt entirely comfortable in her own words. Maybe here and now, with Hydra, she might find that. She had learned that the Nightwalkers was not quite the perfect fit for her, as she had hoped they'd be. Now she was un-chained, set free.