Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150117145443/@comment-5583506-20150301191248

There had been no denying it that something strange had been going on in the Wolf Pit. But she couldn't just barge in there. It was Cave-Bear territory. Yet she needed to if she wanted to find out whether or not they had been holding her siblings there. When she had visited their gatekeeper there had been no secret that they were hiding something from her.

She had been denied entrance, but if she returned with her uncle and some other clanmembers for "diplomatical" reasons, she might be given an audience with the administrator of the prison.

No, not a prison, she kept telling herself. A slaughterhouse for werewolves and other lycanthropes...

To be granted entrance was going to take some time, but she was willing to do anything in order to find out that her siblings were safe. If she could bring them home and prove to the other clans that there were still members of Clan Ghost-Wolf who was alive and well, then maybe they would rally behind them once more. And by that time, they would have an army which not even the most dreadful of ancient Dragon Cults brought back to life could withstand.

"Eyes on the Prey", she said as she shot one last glare at the Wolf Pit before setting her course towards Whiterun and the Vargine Hall.

She would return...