SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW | o, roseblood visitors

[S. Mortem]

One of the parents being asked about is currently stalking through the undergrowth, keeping her distance for a few moments, ears swiveling to get a better idea of what's going on. Unknown to her darling children, she's been following them all over the place. A time consuming task that makes her briefly consider getting someone to track them for her. However, she luckily has two advisors back home who can hold down the fort while she's gone on this wild goose chase.

Suddenly, she's darting out.
Being a cheetah, the leader is quick in her movements, immediately going straight for Malphas. There's no hesitation in her attempt to lunge at the domestic, having size over him if nothing else. Her real goal is to pin him down, even if that includes stepping all over him in the process. With a loud sigh escaping her lips, she comments on what she heard from her time lurking. "Let me correct you on the... probably." Unamused, Sola allows her tail to gently lash behind her, the neutral expression on her face staying steadily. "Enemies. Effective immediately." Despite The Rosebloods not being too keen on allies, she wouldn't want individuals like this around anyways. Truthfully, a lot of her political decisions have been personal, but she wouldn't have it any other way. She needs to like and trust those on her side. So far? Not looking too good, and while she currently pins that on Malphas, when she looks up and over to see Malkyn, she's able to add another reason to the list.

She doesn't react. For a few moments, the wildcat just stares at the hellhound, no feeling showing through in her caramel gaze. She feels uneasy, especially when Mosa makes her claims, but she doesn't say a word. Instead, she carefully leaves her place by Malphas, whether her attack was successful or not. In fact, for now, she attempts to gather her children in one way or another. Having just declared enemies, she wants to keep them close.

"Let me introduce myself, too. Sola." A part of her wants to apologize for instantly deciding on their enemy status, especially when everyone else has been polite, but she doesn't. They can change her mind in the future, she's sure, but based on first impressions, she's going to stubbornly stick with her decision. It's unlikely she'll be trying to attack the group anytime soon, anyways, so it's not as if there's much to worry about.

When she both sees and hears Talia, her ears briefly flatten back against her head. She didn't want this reunion. Not here, not now. There are too many familiar faces, and the uneasy feeling in her stomach only grows, breathing becoming somewhat shaky, but she holds onto the cool look, turning her gaze down to her children. Hers, and Cain's, and Finn's.

She doesn't have anything else to say.