Set it the Ethereal Eclipse. 300+
The Consul had set out from her lands early in the morning, an inexplicable urge to be on her own suddenly having taken over her. She really had not strayed far from Crimson Dreams since returning from AniWaya after Ulilohi had been put in place as leader and the troublemakers had been sent back to their Great Tribe. The Italian had expected a full peace when she had finally come home, but of course even that comfort had been denied to her. Jazper had left to pursue his own ego and broken his family, her sister had left after a time as the pain had been too much for her to bear, and now even more members had now left the Dreaming lands to carve out their own lands. This continued disloyalty was a constant itch at the back of her mind and her understanding for such actions had run out. Flightiness was something the Marino would no longer abide.
This was not the only thing bothering her though as she slipped further and further into the dark confines of the Eclipse. Her thoughts returned again to the war and how ill prepared they had been for such an eventuality. It was true, Crimson Dreams was a peaceful place and Savina did not wish to change that...but still. Still, they could no longer ignore the threat that some packs may disrupt their happy equilibrium. She felt the burden of preparedness fell largely on her. Especially without a Centurio now, she would have to be the one to come up with strategies and defenses. She also needed to be able to defend herself better in her two-legged body. She was fierce enough on four legs using her teeth and claws, but she felt vulnerable on two legs. That could not be afforded any longer.
With an exhale the raven woman stopped and let her body slip effortlessly into the change, going from a quadruped into the more humanoid shape. A hand brushed wavy locks behind her shoulder as emerald eyes scanned the area. She knew that she needed someone to train her at a weapon, but the question was, who? A couple moons ago she would have gone to Jazper, but that door was closed now and she had no intentions of reopening it.
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