assets.

Marrick
It was a fairly nice day. Who knew what her mood was, and who really cared. The Fury was at the brotherhood on business- specifically, business that didn't involve making a royal mess of Alexander Vaughn's room or asking Sinclair to teach her to play video games or standing on the roof because it was the highest place she could stand and feel the wind.

No, today she was here to meet with packs. Today, she was here to make good with her statements during the moot. She was here to survey the sept's assets.

So, it found her standing at the door of Lukas' room. She inhaled. She knocked. She waited.

Lukas
The door opens. Lukas looks out at Marrick expectantly.

"What can I do for you, yuf?"

Marrick
"I need t'see the Unbroken Circle, as a pack, in battle," straight and to the point.

There wasn't much to the statement. Her weight was evenly distributed, her shoulders square, and her attention didn't waver. She was here on business.

Lukas
"All right." Easy enough, that. "Next hunt we're on, we'll call you. Anything else?"