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Though the chill of the snow made her all too aware of her surroundings, Leda's mind played and replayed the earlier episode.

A white wolf, scarred and with burning yellow eyes, glowered at the surrounding wolves. A wicked grin crept onto his face, and he adressed his pack. His words were that of a madman, spewing nonsense about a purge.

It would be nonsense if it wasn't her king, Altaire.

Though she was never a direct one, and always played it safe, standing on the side of her family, for once, Leda felt a calling burn in her blood as her timid blue eyes watched her surroundings. Some of the other wolves cheered and howled with approval.

There were others like her, aghast, haunted by the idea.

It all began when the packs arrived on their new territory, Leda recalled, as she plodded through the snow. Altaire had ripped out Amun's throat in a display of power. Since then, there had been a tense hatred between Riverdale and High Mountain. But it was only a hatred. Of course, like all hatred, it was like a boiling fissure. The pressure grew and grew, until it eventually had to explode.

Altaire had sent his brother Caspian to kill the Alpha.

She had prayed that the bloodshed would end there, that Altaire finally had his revenge on the wolf that ruined his face and defaced his pride. But she should have known. They all should have known.

Now, she was on her way to Riverdale's territory, to hopefully scout things out before making her final decision.

Altaire will pay for what he did.

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yeet

Finally drew Leda again hahaha

don't have much to say, I hate how this came out but i worked on it for too long, at least Leda herself looks okay

+8 exp

Description
Though the chill of the snow made her all too aware of her surroundings, Leda's mind played and replayed the earlier episode.

A white wolf, scarred and with burning yellow eyes, glowered at the surrounding wolves. A wicked grin crept onto his face, and he adressed his pack. His words were that of a madman, spewing nonsense about a purge.

It would be nonsense if it wasn't her king, Altaire.

Though she was never a direct one, and always played it safe, standing on the side of her family, for once, Leda felt a calling burn in her blood as her timid blue eyes watched her surroundings. Some of the other wolves cheered and howled with approval.

There were others like her, aghast, haunted by the idea.

It all began when the packs arrived on their new territory, Leda recalled, as she plodded through the snow. Altaire had ripped out Amun's throat in a display of power. Since then, there had been a tense hatred between Riverdale and High Mountain. But it was only a hatred. Of course, like all hatred, it was like a boiling fissure. The pressure grew and grew, until it eventually had to explode.

Altaire had sent his brother Caspian to kill the Alpha.

She had prayed that the bloodshed would end there, that Altaire finally had his revenge on the wolf that ruined his face and defaced his pride. But she should have known. They all should have known.

Now, she was on her way to Riverdale's territory, to hopefully scout things out before making her final decision.

Altaire will pay for what he did.

_____________________________

yeet

Finally drew Leda again hahaha

don't have much to say, I hate how this came out but i worked on it for too long, at least Leda herself looks okay

+8 exp