For the record, this is after Narime's return, pre Koda's.
edit: DAMN! Sry! I typed all this out and did not notice until after that this was private. Though it might be an opportunity for Elettra to meet Skana's daughter and might provide an invite for you too? If you want me to keep it up, let me know, else I'll take it down for ya.
She dances, a subtle sway of her curvy plush hips, evermore with the pounds of fluff and fur she has gathered for the biting winter season. Though perhaps under that heavy coating she was a few shades below her average weight due to portioning within the large pack she held, still the woman was healthy and happy. Though the burden of Narime being entrapped within an underground system had finally been relieved, still Elettra's mind wondered over the finding of Koda, of his trauma towards his head and what might become on it as him being Leader at her side. But the confidant, bold woman was just this: She would lead her wolves victoriously until another man was sought fitting or until Koda was once more able. There was without a doubt of this, for she had created the pack to her own, for surely, she could raise it just as such.
Though still her constant thoughts of the manner, and her already loner personal caused her to wander, wander as her spirit always had. The Leader breaks from her pack lands grip, despite being the only lead to remain. She trust her Guardians, her many capable warriors and Seconds will see the lands safe in her absence. Though she travels not far, the dark woman reaching out just west to the edges of the marsh, a land which mingled in the middle of her forest and the forest of her former home. She breaths deep the scent of cedar in the air, shakes her black coat speckled in snowflake. She pauses long enough in this deep breath of the lands around her to take note of the scents in the air - both familiar, scents of her old home and, most importantly, scents unknown ...and new.
Elettra Archer's attention lifts, pale grey eyes scanning the scene before her. She stands tall through this, proper and poised as ever. There is no reason to try to hide, for although her dark coating is marred with lighter grays and tints of gold in the sunlight, she is blacker then ever in this snow laid landscape. Her attention befalls then Polaris. missing the other woman with the snake for the time being. Interest tugs enough in Elettra to watch the other figure. Elettra is large in comparison to many, though for her breed no where near the height she could have been- nothing as her brothers. The woman before her looked like she could have rivaled her had she not in skin and bones, had she not been in an obvious state of starvation. ...This is what happened to rogues in the winter, and Elettra looked to her with no pity, yet simple wonder if the determination she held in her stance would be enough for her to survive.
(This post was last modified: Jan 27, 2013, 11:41 PM by Elettra.)