Ellery stuck close to her mother’s side away from the hunt, instinctively moving to the side with her good eye. Sometimes the Hervok would side on the woman’s blind side, acting as her other eye. Though she knew the woman had grown more than accustomed to the lack of sight, it made her feel useful and provided a method of forming trust on both parties. As if the mother and daughter even needed more trust between them. They were a power duo already, that much could be seen by any. In the future, Nineva would be the commander and Ellery the one to execute the orders. She would be her mother’s knight.
The hunt had obviously irked them, and it made her feel a fire in her belly seeing the pack deliberately disobey the order that her mother had given. Nineva may not have been in the lead position at that point, but it should have been understood by all that she was going to quickly reascend to the throne once she was more fit. But, she didn’t like how Neha was running things. She liked the woman, she really did, and believed that she was doing what she had thought was best. But she should have conferred with Nineva before acting. The girl stopped in her tracks, a huff exiting her jaws. “I don’t like this,” she said frankly, her persian gaze narrowed on her mother but not in an accusing way. More simply to show her annoyance with the situation.