[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Imperia only arrives because of Moonmade. She dislikes the thought of being trapped once more and is hesitant to enter the Observatory, but his presence finally convinces her to join him. The lovely young she-wolf is silent, though she sits close beside her friend while she listens attentively to Bastille. Upon the announcement that everyone is demoted, a faint frown appears upon her angular visage. She must admit that she is disappointed. Imperia can talk all day about how it is not the rank that helps people, the person helps people; but she would be lying if she did not say that she enjoys being in a position of both leadership and guidance. She has--had--the authority to heal and to teach.
What's worse is that Thea is now challenging the leader to battle. It is all a bit much: the shouting, the fighting, the insults being tossed here and there. But then Moon cracks one of his jokes and Peri cannot hide the tiny smile tugging at the edge of her lips. "I can play an ambassador role, as well," offers the soft-spoken canine in a small voice.
What's worse is that Thea is now challenging the leader to battle. It is all a bit much: the shouting, the fighting, the insults being tossed here and there. But then Moon cracks one of his jokes and Peri cannot hide the tiny smile tugging at the edge of her lips. "I can play an ambassador role, as well," offers the soft-spoken canine in a small voice.