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Luckily, Sidra had already gathered her most valuable possessions in her leather bag which was slung tightly against her body underneath her cloak. The winds picked up around her and the others as the finished up making the preparations on the ramp. The leopard woman made sure Soloman was safe and sound with the other horses in the courthouse. She could only hope he wouldn't get riled up and cause a scene. The stallion wasn't one for close quarters with the other hoofed beasts in Casa. Soon, Jazper's call spread through the pack lands sending an alert to all members. The brute of the storm was coming, it was evident in the way the winds were harsher and the rain began to fall harder. Good thing Sidra had her cloak as the temperature was dropping by the minute. A cold chill ran down her spine as she hurried towards the courthouse. Her eye were narrowed, searching through the wind and water for Aro. She could only hope he would get inside in time. She knew he'd gone out to help hunt and prepare food for the storm, but she couldn't see him right now which worried her.
Sidra put her hood up holding it close to herself, trying to keep out the water and the cool breeze. Still, her thin furred body wasn't made for this cold whether and she didn't like these storms either. If she wasn't afraid of what was to come, she may have stayed out side to wait for her Knight, but it seemed to be best to get inside now. He was strong and smart, he'd be here soon. She hoped at least. The woman began to file in with the rest of the pack members. Ahead of her, she saw Neela, Roath, and Alister entering. Her eyes never stopped searching the grounds for the obsidian wolf hoping he'd follow behind closely. Soon, she was inside being swept forwards by the bodies around her all heading towards the lower level. Even as she rushed along, now lowering her hood, her eyes didn't stop sweeping for him, behind her and all around. Maybe he was already here.
Sidra didn't like this. It actually terrified her that there was a huge storm coming. The worried and anxious expression never left her features, not until she was with Aro. A distressed whine came from her lips as she stopped, pack mates rushing around her while she waited. The woman stayed there for a few moments, until she saw he wasn't coming. Another whine slipped from her maw and she continued on her way finally reaching the lower level. In any other situation, she'd be tough. But not now, she simply hated what was coming, frightened to the core. Once she was safe, she found a secluded place to sit. Her breath was heavy, heart beating as she waited for every single member to show up in the courthouse, one particular member on her mind. The normally calm leopard woman continued to whine, distressed for what was to come. She also worried about Soloman. He hated storms as well and his stubborn behavior paired with stress would make for some trouble. Hopefully, the storm would pass quickly and their lives could continue as normal. Until then, Sidra would be a complete mess.
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