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Word Count → :: ohigh, Valk is in secui form

No one said that this would be easy
This is never easy.

She felt weird. Naked, feral. Valkyrie felt like her father for once. How he took to his four legged form. It was a bare feeling, and she wasn't sure that she liked it. She was going to bare with it though, just to see how much she could take. She was testing herself, testing her faith in herself. She was in a limbo of self reflection, to see who she really was. It was torturous to her. Her long tail flicked and her large ears fell back on her head as she put her nose to the ground and sniffed at the border. She could feel that something was different in the air, like instinct in a way, but she was not expecting a howl to come forth from the depths of Inferni to call forth the pack. Her hackles bristled, mostly in surprise of who was calling to the pack. She tilted her head and she followed the voice none the less.


Her birds came to her side only seconds later, and she sent them off with a point of her nose. The two owls flew off towards the meeting area in the gardens. They would arrive long before Valkyrie would. The coy-wolf woman swiftly moved on her dainty legs that were still, even in secui, long and gangly. She was a petite built, even in her 'strongest' of forms, the muscles beneath her orche and onyx pelt were built for speed, never strength. Her fighting skills reflected her appearance. She was no warrior. Merely a doll on a windowsill perhaps.


She cut through the south side of the gardens and approached slowly, and she lifted her gaze to her owls who perched on an archway. Hextor looked back at her with his bright eyes that matched her own before switching his gaze back to the congregation of coyotes. Valkyrie herself looked at the new leader and she cocked her head. She bowed her head slightly and she looked to Vesper, and then to Keana, and then on to Sparrow, someone she had not met. 'Ello. she spoke to the others before she took a seat and flickered her bright eyes curiously at her cousin who was now her new Aquila..

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