Vesta
Vesta was distracted by her feeling and followed the groups lead on a more subconscious. Every thing felt wrong, the air, the ground, even the heat felt wrong. This is home or at less it was. It felt good to be home but it also felt like she was a stranger in this place. When the group was given water she drank not thinking about it. But again even the water she had drank your whole life seemed wrong. "What am I doing here? Can I really fight my own people? What happens if I can't? Do I fight those I've been traveling with? Maybe I should just sneak off when no one is looking. Then what? Were would I go? Father I could use some guidance." She thought as she followed the group to the conference room. It wasn't till she heard a name that pulled her out of her thoughts. "CASTOR!" She thought, "Councilor Castor? Here? Father always said to keep an eye on him. Though mother liked him." Listening to Castor explain how he is one of the resistances inside sources, she decided to agree with her mother on this for now. Then an other name came up. This one brought nothing but anger to Vesta as she dug her claws into the ground trying not to say or do anything. When it came time to choose to stay or join the mission she choose to join in hopes of finding out more of what has happened to her home. She had never spent much time in this part of the city, but if there were outsiders working within her lands...
Amarok
She tried not to think or feel to much as they were lead through the tunnels. Yes the darkness was nice and all but this place wasn't very welcoming. She tried to focus on the group and how much fun they had getting here. Once she was given water she focused on it. Her tail waging a million miles an hour as she played with her water well being careful not to waste a drop. Walking down the dark hallways, she walked with her tail and ears up with a slight bounce in her walk. Once in the conference room she lost all bounce as her ears and tail lowered. She perked up a little when some one started talking about making shadow. She loved shadow play. When the choose came to her it was an easy pick for her. Stay here in an unwelcoming place surrounded by strangers or stay with her pack and get to play with shadow. As the group waited started trying to work on her war face the best she could.
Vesta was distracted by her feeling and followed the groups lead on a more subconscious. Every thing felt wrong, the air, the ground, even the heat felt wrong. This is home or at less it was. It felt good to be home but it also felt like she was a stranger in this place. When the group was given water she drank not thinking about it. But again even the water she had drank your whole life seemed wrong. "What am I doing here? Can I really fight my own people? What happens if I can't? Do I fight those I've been traveling with? Maybe I should just sneak off when no one is looking. Then what? Were would I go? Father I could use some guidance." She thought as she followed the group to the conference room. It wasn't till she heard a name that pulled her out of her thoughts. "CASTOR!" She thought, "Councilor Castor? Here? Father always said to keep an eye on him. Though mother liked him." Listening to Castor explain how he is one of the resistances inside sources, she decided to agree with her mother on this for now. Then an other name came up. This one brought nothing but anger to Vesta as she dug her claws into the ground trying not to say or do anything. When it came time to choose to stay or join the mission she choose to join in hopes of finding out more of what has happened to her home. She had never spent much time in this part of the city, but if there were outsiders working within her lands...
Amarok
She tried not to think or feel to much as they were lead through the tunnels. Yes the darkness was nice and all but this place wasn't very welcoming. She tried to focus on the group and how much fun they had getting here. Once she was given water she focused on it. Her tail waging a million miles an hour as she played with her water well being careful not to waste a drop. Walking down the dark hallways, she walked with her tail and ears up with a slight bounce in her walk. Once in the conference room she lost all bounce as her ears and tail lowered. She perked up a little when some one started talking about making shadow. She loved shadow play. When the choose came to her it was an easy pick for her. Stay here in an unwelcoming place surrounded by strangers or stay with her pack and get to play with shadow. As the group waited started trying to work on her war face the best she could.