01-24-2021, 11:27 AM
Slowly her serpent tongue slipped from her jaws, the dark blue muscle sliding across her muzzle as she listened to what her mother had to say. She was rather disinterested in the shootouts. She knew what her role was and what it meant to live in the Coalition. She was a war machine bred for the purpose of destroying their enemies, nothing more. When the announcement of promotions and a new rank was called out the woman gave a light nod of her head. She felt like she had done enough to be a warmonger without the power that came with it. But still she took it with grace. Merely understanding that she had more power in the group. She was above others. Although shouldn't she be? A snort left her jaws when the talk of more allies came forth, hopefully they would be useful. But she was pleased to hear that they could do what they wanted with their fucking beasts that thought they were better. Especially those Palm Glades maggots. She hoped they tried it here. Where she could feel the very ice and snow breathing upon the lands. It would become their tombs if they dared make a move. "I got it..." She finally allowed herself to drawl out as she dipped her head a bit.