by Tereza Rozanov » Fri Feb 08, 2019 12:07 am
Tereza opens her eyes, looking at her teammates. The irises are golden yellow, but the rest of the eyes are flickering with white energy as she falls into her power. Sam can feel their connection open wide, even though it seems that it's largely Tereza in charge. "We don't know exactly what they're bringing to the party. But I've read the mission reports. Their Will is impulsive and impatient. He may favor overwhelming force to try and scatter us. But we're pack. We hunt, we harry, and when the prey is tired and weak, then we close in for the kill. We may scatter, but it's only so they can't protect themselves from the claws coming to hamstring them. We *will* win this."