Blue
Blue was not in the rundown shack that everyone was currently hiding in. She spent most of her time "scouting" for the rebel group, finding them the "best" routes to steal and transport what little food they could attain. which for the most part Blue did actually help steal, because, well, she needed food to eat. While any other run she did was quickly... extinguished. And Blue felt that soon, the rebels would realize that there was one spy, that was actually a good spy, among them. It didn't bother her too much, as she was sure that no one would suspect her.
And the only one who knew was currently being held prisoner and was soon to be tortured before his hanging tomorrow.
A certain stormy wolf she was currently waiting for to be dumped back into his cell. She wanted to... talk with him before he died.
Blue waited in the back of the cell, her black coat camouflaging her perfectly. She wasn't taking any precautions either. She was just inside the cell, no armor, no weapon, no extra wolves to keep him from killing or attacking her. Maybe, he will kill me, she thought, or maybe he will curse me with his words. Oddly enough, she did not mind the dark, low lit cell... and she couldn't really understand why. Was it because she was about to meet her Pendant's original owner? Or was she so worried about meeting Stormy that she didn't care about the dark? Either way, she was unsettled with the mere idea that small bits of her thoughts were associating the warm light of her pendant with Stormy's... crackling energy.
There was no way, she thought fervently. There is no way.... She growled, angry that her brain was betraying the mission, even in this small way.