It was a well known fact that Halo Lykoi detested rain. A light shower against her face was sometimes a blessing, but those heavy downpours sent her mood right down into the dirt and stayed for ages. Things had not been all that great lately. She had experienced a few weeks with vomiting earlier the same month, and it had sometimes kept her from her daily dance with the sword outside the mansion. It had passed though, just as illnesses did, but the weather had been far from great today. Getting the three hours of workout was an obsession for the copper female though, so she had stomped out into the rain and started her day as she should. She had been soaking wet for hours by now, but once she was soaked she felt free and able to move wherever, basically. If anyone asked her why she was here by the borders now, she’d lie. She was fond of ravaging the skulls portrayed by the borders. Wolf teeth were awesome to work with, but she did not want to be caught while doing the deed.
She was distracted for her original quest though as she spotted the optime and the horse in the distance. It seemed like the person was waiting for something, and Halo made sure to take good time as she headed towards the borderline, apparently the first clan member to discover the waiting figure. As she drew closer, her oversized ears flicked back against her soaked auburn locks in distaste. It was a traitor—a woman she had not seen in a while. Once they could even have become friends, but the young Halo had barely gotten to know the Zana girl before she had disappeared. Teeth clenched and the Lykoi hybrid’s face was pretty much the opposite of welcoming. If there was anything she detested, it was those who came and went as they wanted. That was not loyalty. Her own siblings too had failed and were traitors. So many in this fucked up family were.. Even Samael Lykoi, but that was another story.
Ruby eyes glared and lips twisted into an unsatisfied frown. ”What do you want?”