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Aponi liked to think that as of late she had been a more than reasonable leader. Long gone were the days of her temper exploding without reason and she bit back her tongue lashings more often than ever before. While still strict she was trying to make herself softer, for Serach’s sake. She led beside him and was a force all of her own but deep down he held these woods closer in his heart than she ever would and it had not escaped either of their notice that their numbers were small. Unlike the start of last winter when the pack had been so large there was hardly any room for new members. So Aponi held back some of her discipline, lest she scare away many more.
When all was said and done she was still an Aquila by blood. She had rules and expected her members to abide by them and when they didn’t Aponi did not hesitate to dole out muzzle grabs and verbal discipline. Which was why when she had heard from her pups that one of their members had been telling them that the gods were mad at them and generally creeping them out she was less than pleased. Not to mention the man in question seemed to only keep company with one other, a female who followed him around silently and submissively.
When she passed the scent of the wolf in question Aponi curled her lip slightly in displeasure and made to keep moving. Maybe she should have, maybe she would have if the weather turning colder and Mabel talking back this morning had no already put her in a bad mood. Instead she turned around and followed it, moving swiftly until the sight of her subordinate came into view. She snapped out a single word, her tail raised to show her dominance should not be questioned. ”Rosalin.”