Zira had just spilt up from Oba and Nuka, leaving them to explore for abit, while she ventured out to find Alora or Rahu. Her posture for once was calm, ears not pinned to her head and standing strait instead of lurking as if ready to pounce. She tried to think of where one or the other might be. Alora with Cadaver and Rahu in his unpredictable mood she wasnt sure where to start. In a way she wasnt in much of a hurry, her trip had given her time to think on everything that had happened and she was rather rethinking things.
Alora's discription of what made a weak soquili was rather poorly outlined.
The thought of clearing the whole race of the weak seemed impossible and a waste of a life time. Yet the urge to do so still lingered in Zira's mind.
And the way Rahu had treated her was not acceptable, but she still had feeling for him, what should she to do about it?
At any rate she felt like she needed to find and talk to them before she could make any sort of dessions. There was a chance that Rahu had come to his sences and that Alora was more clear on what she wanted to do.
With this in mind Zira decided to head towards the plains where she used to make her home, if nothing else she could inform Sgina of her return.
